Who Would Have Thought She Could Be The Center Of Black Rose
Over there by the corner, a shinny
happy looking blonde, with light
colored clothes. She stands out from
the rest. When you see her walk down
the halls she walks with confidence
and speaks with her mind. Like an
angel from heaven she looks so cheerful
and full of joy. Her friends they look
nothing like her ,if you were to see
the froup of them together
you couldn't help but stare and
wounder how is it posible? they all
get along together so well
they look so different. When they
walk out in public you couldn't
help but notice just her, you'd have
to look twice to make sure you
wern't just seeing things. But no
this is her the center of a black
rose the brightist thing surrounded
by black peatels and thorns. It
pulls to come out and shine. Does it
not belong with the flower or have
you just miss read that she sits
in the corner of the class room at
the back ever so quite. No do
you believe she is one with
the flower who just makes it shine.
happy looking blonde, with light
colored clothes. She stands out from
the rest. When you see her walk down
the halls she walks with confidence
and speaks with her mind. Like an
angel from heaven she looks so cheerful
and full of joy. Her friends they look
nothing like her ,if you were to see
the froup of them together
you couldn't help but stare and
wounder how is it posible? they all
get along together so well
they look so different. When they
walk out in public you couldn't
help but notice just her, you'd have
to look twice to make sure you
wern't just seeing things. But no
this is her the center of a black
rose the brightist thing surrounded
by black peatels and thorns. It
pulls to come out and shine. Does it
not belong with the flower or have
you just miss read that she sits
in the corner of the class room at
the back ever so quite. No do
you believe she is one with
the flower who just makes it shine.