Beauty & the Beggar
She briskly made her way down Flatbush Avenue; self-dosing herself with a cigar
Smothered in red -
Red lipstick. Red shoes. Red dress.
Her golden hair sparkled in the sunlight mirroring the suns rays
a black figure tailed her
Revelation came and she increased her walk to a pace
he halted himself in front of her
Taken aback, she
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colours could speak a thousand words "
I specifically loved that part there, because for me the red speaks loudly of the character too, nice theme for your poem, drawing inspiration from our lecture i'd assume. Well done.
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