She wore bracelets full of flowers
Which to her they looked so pretty
But no one sees what lies beneath
The roses and the lilies
Her hair was the summer glow of June
While her eyes were both the stars and moon
But albeit the things that she would show
They would simply never know
The nights that bat under her lash
Stained her pillow with thorns and leaves
She'd wrap them 'round her head and wrist;
And these are the bracelets that you see.
-hjr
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