Her eyes, never have I seen such light
No one beautiful was ever like her
No one is perfect, but no one truly sculptured her way
Her smile would charm dead or alive
She was beauty
In spite of angelic figure she had no angel inside of her
Her heart was cold, for everyone she loved is dead. Each gentle heart crushed to pieces
It was really her stone heart
FLANEGAN THABO NTSHOTSHO
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