Womeneverything nice,Women by purplishpanda
like sugar and spice,
that's how they say we're made.
but with blossoms and blooms,
and quaint, proper grooms,
the ideal begins to fade.
with hair just to there,
and life with no care,
we play an endless game.
with neat, tidy shelves,
and put the world to shame.
untitleda lonely girl, a lost worlduntitled by purplishpanda
an absent look and body curled-
she holds her own in a self embrace,
she shakes as tears fall from her face..
the soft sound of dream-like voices,
the cruel reminder of far off choices..
'i miss you' she whispers to a dark, dark room
'i love you,' she sighs, in a pit of gloom
trapped within the walls of a broken mind,
she dreams of that boy, the one so kind
she wishes she were with him now,
if only someday, someway, somehow...
she'd like to feel his hands warm on her hips,
to feel his soft kiss upon her lips
to feel his touch upon her skin,
to feel his words sink gently in..
'i want you' she sobs, feeling cold inside
'i need you' this she cannot hide...
for deep within her mind she knew
it was him she desired, not you
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