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There was a girl grown out of the clouds

There was a girl grown out of the clouds

A Poem by Garrett
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This is a poem read next to her grave.

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There was a girl grown out of the clouds,                               

Rainy eyes and windy hair.

Those smiley cheeks would never go down,

This was a girl that I called my own.

And I love you.

Until you disappear

From you,

And from me.

 

Out in the storm, where we sealed our lips,

I lived a tale as bright as the sun.

Promises served by dessert,

Lies were burned with scotch down my throat.

As soft as her skin, those words sounded

Clever and witty, inside me rebounded.

I see them clearly in my memory

And that’s the only moment I still love me.

© 2012 Garrett


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Mia
"And that’s the only moment I still love me."

"And I love you.
Until you disappear
From you,
And from me."

Those are my favourite parts. This great!



Posted 8 Years Ago



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Added on December 30, 2011
Last Updated on July 8, 2012
Tags: Love, Storm, Words, Girl, Memory

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Garrett
Garrett

V.N.Gaia, Porto, Portugal



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