a string of vintage pearls, laced on a sturdy string
even that picturesque image doesn't beat this
vanilla lemon scented moments sparkling under a summer sun
magnifique, you know?
small town girls aren't expected to own this
flawless, angelic gems don't often fall into small,weak palms
its been proven to my heart hope is beneficial
keeping my hands wide open even in broken moments
the heavens pretty rain fell into the eager arms
everything worked out just like they always prophesy about
any good, great thing you wait for - is worth it
this was all worth it
you were worth it, you're so worth all the diamonds
gold and silver don't hold an ounce of shine to your eyes
nothing pink, lavender or vintage can compare
i'm caught, captivated, hostage to this beauty
and those words are heavy on my mind
one, two, three
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