BustedA Poem by Angelheaded HipsterBack to the normalcy of my writing, and the butterfly nibbles on my finger...I busted you in the early morning haze of my sleepy half awake state looking down on me with your boyish smirk smile as I slept I pried one eye open, winking up at the brightness of the sun filtering through the window, and that damn mysterious smile you wont ever give time to explain I don't know what it means when you're looking at me with softness in your eyes along with the dimples playing hide n seek with my matched giggles as you smack me into full consciousness with the pillow © 2010 Angelheaded HipsterReviews
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2 Reviews Added on July 18, 2010 Last Updated on July 18, 2010 AuthorAngelheaded HipsterMy name is Amber....my friends call me.....Amber, GAAbout"God made my body and if it is dirty, then the imperfection lies with the Manufacturer, not the product. Do not remove this tag under the penalty of the law." ~ Lenny Bruce "I don't care to belong .. more..Writing
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