purple girl, do you wanna dance in purple rain?
2026-06-24
today i met the most beautiful girl there ever was and will be
gosh, is beautiful the word i would use?
the way she gives off grace
her face radiates
ready or not i'm going in
but if i write this and lock it in won't she know?
well i've talked to a lot of beautiful women today
and all of them wore purple
but only one was purple
gosh now she'll know
fuck it maybe she won't read this
if she reads this that means she's into me
cause why would you invest into something if you're not interested
but this isn't where this poem should end
i met the most handsome girl today
her hair
so fair
truth, or dare?
no need, i'll text her
how do you want to read?
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