You are special. A good person by nature. You nurture and bring happiness to life.
You are among Angels on this Earth. You are blessed by God to be a gift to those hurt.
Exceptionally singular you are. You walk a walk and talk a talk. Your strength is goodness.
You triumph in darkness. You are in constant battle, and you are a strong warrior.
Peace in your presence. You eradicate the evils of personal dismantlement.
Angelic beauty are you. To gaze upon your person, a gift it is.
To see the sparkling ocean in your eyes, absolutely refreshing.
Stars collide. For they are nothing compared to you.
The moon strives to glow bright in your wake.
Voluptuous is your body. An exotic piece of art.
For there is nothing more refined in the beholder’s eye than you.
Fawning are they. For they cannot have what is precious. You
About the Creator
Dylan S
I am an inspiring writer. I have always enjoyed writing with pen and paper. Jotting down my thoughts and my own constructs of reality and make-believe, and bringing them into the world. I enjoy writing and would love to get paid doing it.
Babydoll Head In My Closet
This frightening experience occurred when I was about eight years old. I used to sleep on the couch downstairs, next to my dad's bed, because I was afraid of the dark. My mom typically wouldn't get home until around 11pm, so I always slept near my dad for comfort.
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