Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Reality


I am as expensive as an Aston Martin
You are not sunshine or indeed a star

I am not a crystal figurine
You are not a rock star

I am not a ballet dancer
You are not a scholar

The fact is plain, before us 
I am simply a girl  
And you are a boy

We both have our faults, mistakes and problems
Yet we are united by our words, communication, and affection 

By Elena Kokonova 


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