He watched her red rosy lips move when she talks,
Beautiful words were coming out her mouth.
Like a silver tongue.
Falling for her in every word.
Her blue eyes were like oceans he can swim into.
The fool was in love with a woman,
who had a silver tongue.
Her blonde silky hair brought the sunshine to his eyes.
She broke him down and walked away.
And the man in love learned to never fall for a woman who had a silver tongue.
Words of a Silver tongue brought darkness to his eyes.
But now he knows that she lied.
And to never fall for her again.
~Snowy
A/N: A poem for tonight, I'm supposed to be sleeping lol, it's late. But this poem is worth it anyway. Good night my buddies :)
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