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Bobbing Pony, Dreamy Eyes,
Itsy Wink, and Bitsy Smile.
Drawing the world in
unfathomable lines.
True yet sad, those,
expressionfull Eyes.

Affable Gait, and Friendly Words
Ircorruptible Charges, unsuccable dies
Erudite humor, humor me,
those really big eyes.

With you, you bring
a sprig of freshness,
an eager world's desire
to fathom a blinding light.

With you, you bring
a happiness, I desire.

Let me count your virtues
for I sit to describe them.
But I am afraid,
lest my words lead me astray!

Describe you? I try!
But for all that I know,
you are undescribable -
A mystery,
those beautiful eyes.

Just dont mistake me,
you bring out a world
out of the very delicate air.
And you nurture my soul
with aesthetic desire.
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Froggy is he nickname of the person i try to describe through this poem... do give me ur feedbacks.. i want to dedicate this to her...
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hmmm.. me likes it..
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I like this a lot, it was done very well. I like the choice of wording you used. Very effective. Wonderful job.

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thanks a lot

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Your welcome.

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In the screams of many, not one voice is heard over all the others except silence.
and how are u doing these days? howz life?

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Life is decent, I am doing fine. Yourself? And please forgive me if I already asked I have forgotten.

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In the screams of many, not one voice is heard over all the others except silence.

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