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Black Bird.I felt the cold breeze chilled on my skin, / So I opened my eyes to blood like wings. / That circled
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Jan 29, 2020
Body Language.Gently press your lips against mine, / Someday I'd love to taste your wine. / Hidden garden, / Bloom
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Dec 13, 2019
COVID-19Sing to me like the birds and the bees, / Sing to me with your chanting melody of peace. / I need yo
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May 4, 2020
Isolated.Lost but in control, / Looking into your eyes, / Still searching for a soul. / You're just an illusi
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Dec 12, 2019
NightmareBirds could fall from the sky. / Planes could crash and the earth could break. / But It wouldn't mat
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Apr 8, 2020
Red WineMy brother talked about red wine, / The woman of red skin, no sugar or spice. / You're the one with
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Apr 8, 2020
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