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I yell to the kingsOn behalf of the people who lost their lightPlease, don't clip our wings!Please cut away our stringsDon't shade us from the light!I…
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I feel the cool mist against my faceThe ocean speaks to meThe beach, my peaceful placeA blank spaceTo be freeAs I feel the cool mist against my faceLike…
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Ingredients:Dash of nutmeg,Clip of unicorn hair,An inch of slimy toad skin (the best you can find)Squirt of pickle juice,Sprinkle of ghost pepper,Packet…
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Her eyes are chocolaty hazelnut brownHer fur a mixed brown with blackBut it’s not her looks;What’s got us is how she acts!A knock on the doorShe growls…
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It is twelve o’ clock -Cinderella’s time.She has to go.It’s of the hour, again.Little Red Riding Hoodmeets the wolfat four o’ clock.It’s of the hour,…
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Writing isn’t my “thing” -Never has been, never will be.My writing has never been chosen,Never been read.My writing is okay,Just not goodAnd certainly not…
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I laugh at the face,that makes me feel sad,saying, “It’s nothing,I don’t feel bad.”But really,I let my feelings sink down inside,Is there anythingI don’t…
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Snuggled up in bedShe's sitting right next to me,Her smile contagious.She kisses me on the forehead,"Goodnight.""But what about Old Aunt Addy?"I give her…
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Through shallow abundance you waste happilyPatchy spritzers flowing leaving lawns soakedAmerica, douses in apathyWhile we wither, in charred earth, lying…
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My most heroic supporterIs my braA large womanBlack and dressed in laceAnd bowsShe is gentleBut will hurt me with her wiry sassIf disrespectedShe is by my…