Through my hair

July 12, 2011
When the sun shines through the air,
And lightens the color of my hair.
I can't help but think of you,
While I'm warm from my head to my shoe.
But soon my thoughts can't be for you my dear,
Or i may accidentally spill a tear.
And the suns not above my head,
It's now time for me to go to bed.
As i begin to sleep you once again fill my mind,
And you remind me of how the sun once shined.

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Vam_apperatus_vampire said...
Aug. 1, 2011 at 12:09 am
wow your really really good. your better at writing poems than i am
SavannahMcKenna replied...
Aug. 1, 2011 at 9:48 pm
That really means alot to me.....were you the annonomys
Vam_apperatus_vampire replied...
Aug. 1, 2011 at 10:09 pm
Yeah and your work is really much better than mine :)
SavannahMcKenna replied...
Aug. 3, 2011 at 8:09 pm
Thanks...but i loved you can check out my other stuff and lemme know your thoughts on those if you want..:)
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