claudia-lewisWhisper

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Jungle GymSally invited you / to the very top / Of the jungle gym

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PollutionWaves crash and crumble / Concaving piles of rubble / They beat up the shore

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Draft-Temper TempleThe only passion I posses / Dresses like the devil / Adorned with anger

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FibromyalgiaA fire ignites / Inside my very ******* self / Pain unjulates

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Full moonIts the way the light / Luminated from the moon / Bounces off the hills

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The euphoria of feeling lostFestive friends / We flourish in a flurry / Of stellar staccatos.

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Fruits don't have feelingsYou say it's because / you're like a peach, / you bruise

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Balanced breakfastThe things I would do / For a donut or two / A tall glass of milk

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UntitledI am free. / My feet may be wounded, / But I can still use my wings.

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Let go in small DosesI feel / Alone lying next to you in bed at night. / You look at me all the time

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