Week Seven. 12.
Who is she?
Is she the sun that brightens the day,
Or the rain of incessant tears?
Is she the morning bioom that sways in the breeze,
Or a once green leaf carried away by the wind?
Is she the gentle caress of a zephyr that makes you smile,
Or the raging thunderstorm that raises havoc in your mind?
Is she the beautiful angel that fills your heart and soul with love,
Or the alluring siren, who lures you into the treacherous waters of lust?
Is she the personification of all your dreams and wishes,
Or the mere reflection of your many imperfections?
Is she all or is she none?
Oh! she is just today's girl.
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