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Her


Her eyes had a golden brown hue to them

Her hair was full of life

Her smile a sight to see

Her voice having a soft tone that brought joy to your ears

 

Once you catch the slightest glimpse of her eyes you'd fall in love

Making you more drawn towards her with every second

As if a spell had been casted upon you

To where you want to look away yet you can't.

 

Then you have her hair

The type of hair that is silky, soft, shiny

The type that has curls at the end once its parted and tied up 

The type that blows her hair away with even the slightest breeze

 

Along with that there was her smile

One full of joy and hope

Able to turn any bad day into an amazing one with a simple glance 

It was a smile that was so admireable

 

Lastly there was that soothing voice of hers

It was as if a melody was being played in your ears

The type of melody that you hear for the first time

The one that makes you want to constantly play it on repeat

 

She is a work of art

One that is beautifully crafted

Handled with pristine care and the upmost delicacy

A once in a lifetime masterpieceAn

 

 

 

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