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My memories about my ex-girlfriend.


Submitted:Apr 27, 2009    Reads: 95    Comments: 6    Likes: 1   


There used to be a girl,

in my arms.

Always smiling,

laughing too.

I'd watch her everyday,

gazing.

And when we caught eachother's eyes,

I would feel my heart rise.

And this girl,

her lips tasted like lollypops,

her hands small and warm.

Her body was soft and it was mine

she had the messy hair of a pixie.

...There was a girl who lived in my arms.

She was a pixie caught in a net.

Long ago she lived in my arms

but once the pixies were scared away,

all I could taste was bittersweet lollypops.





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