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a random song a wrote with piano about being lost in your own head

A poems about bars

It is a poem about gravestones

The empty creaks of lonely swings, And tired tears this April brings, To hunt out children of wonders yet grown, To find imagination that you can..

Shining in the dark, the bloody roses, convey, hide the loss, yet prove, Deathes. The dark shadow, laughs that strangle, a hand, blue cold, ..

I see, far away, an open window, showing day… My heart, fair light, spread wings, prepare flight… Dancing, toes, shakin..

When the person you love makes you up in the morning...

Eh...vampires...?

I lie here again, upon this tired bed shivering from cold fear. My pillow, wet with tears. My heart is drunk with lies. The moon, hardly sober ..

Back and White ribbon, tied in your hair. They make a bow. The winter breeze tries to undo and tangle them, But they are stronger. They both fr..