You speak in poetry and rhymes
constantly looking for the divine
With beauty and grace
such a rarity in this commonplace
Dancing in time with their fears
and embracing the tears
Such a kind soul
never one to play a theatrical role
Never one to withhold
You come in many molds
Existing in all of us
if you are quiet you can hear thunder under all the fuss
Found in any face
for you are feminine grace
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Bria Fairchild
Hi! I hope you enjoy my short stories, bad poetry and the advice tidbits that I give out every Wednesday. Come and scream at the stars with me.
Whenever, Wherever,Whomever
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