I found this

[szarabasjka]

The girl he loves smells like lilies
Delicate, white, and pure
I smell like pomegranate
Bursting with life, Queen of Hades

The girl he loves is laughter
Bouncing off the walls like glass
I am intensity
Silent intensity with too many chapters

The girl he loves is a spring
Cool, soft, and bubbling
And me? I am a storm
Bowing to no king

The girl he loves is a pixie
And I am a mountain
She is his charm
But I am majesty

Yes, the girl he loves is not me
Because I don’t smell like lilies.



this is so awesome!1
it touches me so deep!!! (not that way you pervs)
and now I need to use it in a story or something.