michelle-9

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Wordswords are just words, spewed from a mouth / base and predictable, they try to resound / words come in cycles, like geese flying south

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Don't Look Under the BedAn evil green and yellow hand / Reaching from the closet / Drips and drops of drool

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A Thousand WishesTo see the sun, just one last time / Dawn forever breaking / To reach the stars and make them mine

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MirrorsThe ice cold glass, all torn right through / So close to shattering and crashing in / Reflecting a broken and beautiful you

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Loversface to face / and / lip to lip

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ArtRough hands, smooth hands / Black hands, blue hands / Smeared with paints and dyes and hues

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NightDarkness falls / On top of dusk / Never reaching

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