Little Ms. Perfect

In College, looks best, bought a good dress,
Flawless footsteps, Cinderella, from 1 to 10 a 10 forever
Wanted friends but then the weather came, special waves of;
Zephyrs, rain, pleasure-pain, she's a hurricane never named
Versus flame she's burning hot, a permanent cross between permafrost
Thoughts working from god, specially designed a few
A newer version of perfect, he took his time with you
Eyes are blue, your Isis views are timeless hues
By the moon that fly into the sky removed
Turn sandals to diamond shoes, curves, handles
Drew up unique, I like to do what you need, view what you speak
Thought-provoking open book, your thoughts are wrote in oaken wood
Invisible journals, every syllable circles and curves till its purple
When sentences merge; Victim for certain
Innocent version of Little Ms. Perfect

poem by Brandon Ezzard
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