Teasing kids ignite
terrorizing tearful eyes...
I've been told
My poetry doesn't make a lick of sense...
Make your lies and make them plenty
Waltz around the room like you're so connoisseur...
A secret life
hidden away...
Bright lights, brighter than the sun, than the...
Where have I gone? Has my time come so soon...
May be I was a blanket for the sky:
obscure too dark... filled with light...
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i don't think the soul lives in our eyes...
I am SEEN but not
RECOGNIZED...
I'm going to buy one final boat,
And this one will have flare...
A hundred times my words
have changed but my voice...
People have picked me up
from a dusty shelf...
You're like everyone else.
you get fooled by good words...