Posting to G 33

What else need i know or hear about you, i know how hard it is to get thru

With your curls bouncing about you, like waves of electricity, in blue

Your dark skin, bejewelled you, as your white smile, hiding, burst out of you

An impossible voice, as you took the last of you, your notes along, too

That night at the hospital when you left, who was walking away, G, i knew


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