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Nevaeh: Heaven Backwards


Little, brown curls that flow softly down

The brightest, bluest eyes

Fair skin

Gentle touch

Innocent smile

She's beautiful

Like a little, glass doll

She's fragile too

She's small and frail

Loved by many

Staying close to our hearts

With clear, and pure childly innocence

She's my baby girl

This little girl is a HUGE part of my life

And her name is Nevaeh;

Heaven backwards.

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