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Sitting in midnight lashes On benches and stools, Countless eyes droop Down to dirty fingernails And oak c..

Aviary dangles from her nimble Outstretched fingers Pain strengthens down friable bones- From the nails digging into t..

Jump into their mindlessness Hearken the heartbeat from a repeating drumming noise Inside their dreaming car..

Tiny wings with tousled unicorn hair Shine in the silver sun. Delicate fingers pinch flow..

Lost again, this time it’s for good. Where do I hide, why am I missing? Long ago, this was home bu..

Lips sip from paper cups The tears from my salty sea. I grasp my sorrows and the bitter F..

A chilling sun sinking to dusk, Quiets the calling of silence That is dispersing into dust. A shiver of the sugared wind ..

Wispy willows get taller as the hill grows longer, Brushing away dirt and tearing seams- Lifeless stitches holding together fle..

Bowing before a makeshift King, Knights and Princes at your feet, They play Russian Roulette with rusty memories. Trying to bec..

Back in the shadows, A shade of the monster within- frozen for many years. Holding the rose of precious tear drops fallen gentl..