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I wonder if boys like him even have mothers
or if they're all the same creature
reincarnated from the incineration
of the last bird to become a man
left here with the coyote and wolves
to torment pretty little girls
lost boys with no one to tell them bedtime stories
sticking bubblegum in ponytails
or if they're all the same creature
reincarnated from the incineration
of the last bird to become a man
left here with the coyote and wolves
to torment pretty little girls
lost boys with no one to tell them bedtime stories
sticking bubblegum in ponytails
Literature
CCCXVII
mist rising
from a morning pond
... those baptized today
Literature
the ghost
I don't know what I'm waiting for,
because I am a ghost and yet
I sit on my hands and wonder
where you've been -
I walk the forest in circles,
the methodical crunch
of leaves beneath my feet
and I remember
that you made me feel small,
and alone. here I am, facing
this brilliant hue that is me and myself
and I am the ghost but somehow
you are haunting me.
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The Letter
Of me it always gets the better
A reminder of what you once were
It will stick to me no what what will occur
A piece of parper with so much meaning
A memory of the smile beaming
The memories tend to flow
It will always be a comfort to know
The degree of happiness that came
Of how you took my heart to claim
You may be distant from my heart
But the paper gives my day a start
The words you wrote are slowly fading
My mind is always one you're raiding
The moonlilght still shines below
Gleaming memories from a freshly fallen snow
The summer nights still remind me of the night
When your smile pierced through with an angel's light
No matter how
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