It Rhymes
Girls are like tiny diamonds,
as they slip through your hand
Boys are like plasma
dripping back to the sea
Like metal they rust
You can smell them both erode
They tell me it’s the salt in the water
that makes them both corrode
Barbi Touron
Thu 8th Mar 2012 04:27
I really wanted to write something, but I've been sick and well this is all that came out. I think i'll play with it more later. Thanks for all the helpful critics. I appreciate it. Best Wishes