"What's Your Gender Jenni"

She's my summer heat and the brisk frigid sea water that simmered it down.
Her chestnut hair and her cocoa brown eyes.
But what kind of love is a love that you can't even share?
What sort of affection is in the books where you dont even know her name?
Because time soars away,
Soars.
How can you call yourself a girl?
When you're a boy.
She was beautiful but I had no choice in the matter because;
A perfect frame was all that mattered.
In those cocoa brown eyes all that mattered.
And you can't love a girl...
When you're a girl.





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