Teen-agirls

she was the most beautiful story I’ve heard

I adored her petals

and her thorns

her laughter unravels my soul

she’s an iceberg, one layer revealed

thousands of stories are covered,

she posses magic,

she posses an affinity

her naked soul shouts purity

I saw her conscience smiled to me

in the dark, she lights every terrain

in the light, she glows like an enchantress

she is a good person

more than a good woman

she understands his pain 

she tries to heal them,

she is the start of the logical generation,

the foundation of a sensible pattern,

and lastly,

she is the hope of the youth.

This poem is about some teenage girls that I've met in my life. I described them in my point of view. So gurrrrrrrls, if you are reading this, you know who you are. ;) 

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