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Long hair, silky dress.
Smiling, greeting guests.
Be the star of the ship
And just smile in every clip.
Pretty nails, slim waist,
Every wine she tastes.
Brown eyes, smell nice,
People cover up her lies.
They love her, always do,
She's pretty, that's what they know.
Prim and proper,
Her opinions always matter.
Boys fall for her as fast as lightning.
Her laughs is never frightening.
She's not the same as she is in crowd,
She gets sad, and her thoughts are loud.
Her fame is what they're up to,
And it's breaking her into pieces, not just two.
Girls envy her. so her friends are few.
This is my story, Heather's point of view.
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YOU ARE READING
HER BOOK OF POETRIES
PoetryA compilation of poems that I wrote throughout the days.
