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Charlie Charlie.
Can you hear me?
Charlie Charlie
Can you play?
Charlie Charlie.
Are you real?
Charlie Charlie.
You're killing me.
Charlie Charlie.
What’s the big idea.
Charlie Charlie.
Can we stop?
I just made this up from the Charlie Charlie Challenge.
 May 2015 Summer Jackson
halioth
Lost in my thoughts,
In these mazes I've found, the devil and a ghost,
I've found a little girl, who was me I suppose,
Some silver linings, rough edges with the rust,
Lost but found, my dignity with dust,
I cannot say, but is that you all frost?
Eyes and heart both cold, I'll gift you some hot coals,
I hate these findings, so I'll sail on this boat,
It should take me away, away from my worst
 May 2015 Summer Jackson
moss
Those eyes captivate me
When I look into them
I lose the ability to breathe

Those eyes reach into me
They grab my stomach
And tie it in a thousand knots

Those eyes devastate me
I cannot know about the
Universe that lies inside them

Those eyes are a mystery
But a miniscule clue
Has been left behind...

And I don't know what to do.
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