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Jul 2016
With teary eyes and balloon filled skies
I listen as the willow cries
And underneath its shallow sighs,
It's shady

With runny nose and running feet
The past behind is bitter sweet
Too tooth-rotting for me to eat
I'm a complicated lady

With scarry thighs and starless nights
With swollen lips and ripped up tights
With stolen thoughts and revoked rights
I'm going crazy

I see parades through clouds of grey
My window fogged, this rainy day
I hear marching bands attempt to play
But even they have gotten lazy

With gaping holes all around my heart
I'm filled with blood, such a flooding art
Thin skin shredded, I'm falling apart
And I remember life when I was just a baby
Arlo Disarray
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