The Individual

April 6, 2011
By Anonymous

She was quite contrary from the rest.
Boundless brown locks of hair, that tumbled over her shoulders;
Chestnut eyes laced with lashes,
Irises rimmed with black, as ivory engulfing an ebony center.

Boundless brown locks of hair that tumbled over her shoulders.
Her expression was abundant in joy, absent in remorse.
Irises rimmed with black, as ivory engulfing an ebony and hazel center.
She sauntered along the path, beaming in reminiscence

Her expression was abundant in joy, absent in remorse
In spite of the shadows of the past, joy was to be found in the present.
She sauntered along the path, beaming in reminiscence,
Following in steady guidance and grace along the footprints on the shore.

She was completely unique, a rose amongst the rocks.


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