May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...
C: Creative world i have
O: Oppressed inside my head...
The children’s section, when I was a child
served my sister as a babysitter for me...
What a hug-less night!
what infectious cruelty...
I've constructed a fortress made
entirely of mirrors and misdirection...
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i don't think the soul lives in our eyes...
A secret life
hidden away...
come near –
i promise you it’s safe again...
Of all the cheating and the lies I hear everyday,
Of all the silent screams without the words to...
There once was a witch, who awoke every day, the...
And the first object she laid her eyes on was the...
A hundred times my words
have changed but my voice...
Cover me over with melody
Cover me over with time...