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She's the Girl

She's  the girl who's halo's slipped down to her shoulders.
She's the girl who wears her clothes all dirty white.
She's the girl who never seems to grow much older.
She's the girl who keeps me sweatin out the sheets at night.
And she's the  girl who's soul could fill up all the oceans,
She's the girl who's spinning my emotions...
Til I'm drowning, twisting slowly
in a circle, like a whirlwind,
from my insides to my out.
She's the girl without a doubt,
who had to come from somewhere.
She's the girl much sweeter than a prairie rose.
She's the girl who seems the sum of nowhere.
She's the girl always thinkin til she knows...
How does she know I'd love to make her one time mine.
I'd send her a pink card,a sticky valentine.
Inside my message would simply read;
you fulfill my every aching need.
Let me tell you all about her,
cuz she's the girl.


Meloo/Melissa A. Howells Copyright 2008
Autobiographical





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