My headband
They're soft
they're stretchy
sometimes made out of mesh
you can always find one on my head
they line my walls
leaving a rainbow
they speak to me
to choose them
they want to be worn
on top of my head
adorning my
dark brown hair
you can find them
in greens, pinks or blues
my flower head bands
makes me, me
its true
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