honey and curiosity.


Eyes of honey and curiosity.

God had made her deeply peculiar.

In a world full of conformity

She was black and white 

In a world that envied color.

While I was loud 

in a world that wanted silence.

There was no pride in normalcy.

In the end 

she was the leader in a pack.

And the rest of the world

Were simply existing in a herd.

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