Mystery Girl (my debut poem)

"whisper of a wind concealing all the hate a drop of a bomb, shattered soul hidden -oh so gracefully- by a southernly breeze... droplet of thunder exploding, creating a sensual song against the lonely..."

"scratching, clawing... splitting the nail, detaching my soul to hear your voice bear your tears keep away my heart, my love table-top rose withers with time's progression your love, my fear, grow only..."

"its gone again, all the chattering mindless in its own right; genius in its self woe to replace...a mindless scream, echoing long nights as the moon melts acidic tear-drops spoiling the scene until th..."

"alone, perhaps, in the quiet wood frogs croak under hidden oak leaves the song so soothing...she's at peace realm of reality creeping away her peach soft skin, golden mane delicately frame her be..."

"the broken mirror scars my soul filling me with bitter woe as i stare longingly into the rusty pool... years of harsh pollution spoiling her grace she bleeds with deepest agony, her eyes begging ..."

"Oh Miss Graizy, you arent really lazy as you sleekly speed down the lane your speckled shawl, your southern drawl i noticed as you were lifted with a crane you may be quite fat, but as i sat i see yo..."