Brown sugary eyes,
soft, gentle soul
hidden behind a metal armor
that blocks her real soul
long beautiful hair;
like a fallen angel made her look
so easy to become enchanted
so easy to get lost.
Even though we stayed a secret,
the chemistry never went unnoticed,
it was obvious our souls danced
to the rhythm of the prohibited
she was the rush,
a sweet reckless breath of fresh air,
a sinful despair
a disguised devil in a dress.
Long deep talks,
laughs and shared thoughts
stole my heart.
The starts were her witness,
hiding the realness
of evil intentions
she was Cain,
and I was Abel
and just like that
we came to an end.
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Gabriela Linares
Just a girl trying to share her words and dreams.
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