Smiling with a teary eye
Longing for the mothers' warmth.
He was a child.
Hanging from the tree garden
With eyes in shots of innocence.
He was a boy.
In spots of charms
While draping himself in his tounge.
He was a man.
Carrying a hand of trust
To search for a heart.
but he was never a love.
Wishing for breathes.
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The name, can it get even more interesting. With a dash of fresh look and absence of gigantic physical measures, she is definitely one who will never force a blah from me. Funny thing is, a person from fashionspot, ought to believe she is a daughter of Zippo's owner, which quite frankly would be an irony, if she marries one.
And that is Ms Zippy Seven. I reckon she looks a bit like the Chloe girl whose last name is impossible to remember. Nonetheless, it is nice to see a girl who can carry a mile of euphemisms without looking like an arse.
Though euphemisms are not really something we should celebrate.
Having been told as being eccentric or unique or different, did not really affect me in ways it should in todays' world, considering everyone tries their very best in being the aforementioned traits. Being those would mean you are a descendent of a mad parents, or just a sad child.
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