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The smell of charred wood and tobacco,
fill the air, flames flicker across our faces,
I stare at an elder who sits opposite me,
beating stead..
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My lips tingle
Thoughts swishing, back and forth
Front and back...where were we?
ahhh, it's only a matter of time then.
Let us lose o..
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I sit here next to you,
smoking my fresh, green marijuana,
inhaling smugly.
You're the picture of perfection, My love.
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He says he would like to Marry me
beneath
A weeping willow tree
The stars a witness to our binds
The moon a silent concubine
You'll say your wor..
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I'm trying to break through,
Slip my fingers into your grooves
So we can dance,
Like no one ever has before
With our fingers laced,
like hour..
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Oh he says he's so intrigued
by my extensive history
of pagan rights and
criminal mischief
But I'm not sure if he cares
or just regrets that h..
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Darling, Love is our sanctuary
You're always safe inside my heart
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It feels like a thousand years have passedAsthey reach out to each other with rotten tears,Clinging to the thin curtain of eternity
They bend theirh..
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She slumbers
dreamingin wine coloredauraPainting landscapeson glimmering skies
As she sighsWaiting for graceful,dancing lies
To cover up the he..
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I met myselftodayon the dusty trailsof yesterdaysAnd I breathed a heavy,guilt laden sigh...and asked myselfa plain and stubbornWhy?She turned to mea b..
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