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GIRL OUTSIDE
Have you seen her eyes?
Like searching grass stains
Reaching, reaching up the bark
Of her rough touch, rough hands.
Legs like hay, the hairs like needles,
Could lose thoughts in them, do you understand?
Oh, have you seen her eyes?!
Like dancing lily pads,
I once tried to catch them in the lake.
Silly mistake, oh big mistake
Because she can be a swamp,
Her pull like...
Thursday 10th November 2016 5:27 pm
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