New Age Beauty Queen
She's an eightteen,
new age, beauty queen.
She puts wild colors in her hair,
secretly loves it when people stare.
Loves to dance in the rain.
She doesn't belive in running from pain.
She listens to her music on blast
and often reminisces her lovely past.
She dreams to travel the world in a few short days,
while her sights are set on saving lives along the way.
Her smile could light up the entire world.
She knows she's more than just some little girl.
She likes to dance like an idiot.
And boy, can she throw a fit.
She always tries to act so very tough,
but that girl is so full of love.
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Just an 18 year old girl from small town Mississippi. Sharing my life through my poetry.
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