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She is the face
Of my reality
The breath I inhale
The sunshine
Upon my skin
The generator of beauty
I see, all around me.
I wonder if I really am kind hearted.
Most people think it’s true,
But maybe I’m just afraid of being mean-
Maybe I’m afraid of being you.
I smile cause I know what I've been through

You're more beautiful
And more outstanding and bright
Than you'll ever know.

You're worth more than you'll know. Just a reminder.
Life is a Biscuit'
Where the privilege are born,
With cream in between:
While the rest have to work'
For their life's filling.
I see your shady greens,
Your emerald gates of earth,
Your vines entwined in pillars of time,
Lush green leaves conceding rebirth.
Your beauties grace in shades sublime,
And I so surprised to be standing there,
In those most glorious greens of you.
I've run out of sober
and am left
with inebriated

Sober, what art thou
I'm wondering
with Sarsaparilla

To a tee
I fit
some feeling

And it isn't
the one
you think

It's closer
to one
you drink

with sunshine
I am
slaking
Living through a lie,
faking a smile every day
so you will like me.

Maybe if I smile
you'll want to keep me around
a little longer.

But I'm losing you
I can't see you in the dark.
I can't grab your hand.

We are miles apart
but when I try to reach you,
she's blocking my way
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