Kristinahh KIMBER Biography

Staring at a single read rose, so much beauty
not as much to be wasted on someone as beautiful
each thorn a reminder, love can hurt
but each detailed petal a bounty of great beauty
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I remember the millions of stories
of the damsels in distress
awaiting, loves first enchanting kiss
to gallop away
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There is a sigh of words drained from the bitterness of your mouth
warning me again of the magic that is stored
this magic tricking me, scraching at my heart
making it open to the simple words of praise and fortune
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The one that I loved was not selfish
nor did he have the deepest vain
he held out his heart on a platter
in hopes i would take it away
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with each simple beat i gave him my heart
he took it held it with both hands
he grasped it oh so tight,
i smiled through its fight
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