Brandi Stone Poems

Sometimes you find yourself swimming in a sea
polluted with the memory of a beautiful thing.
It's unseen effects capturing you
unaware of it's toxic sting.
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One more night in the tavern
staring at a cigarette machine
underage and overdressed
i feel i am the beauty queen
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i'm sitting here, without a beer
lonely here to day
so i'll pour a coke you pour a shot
then i'll find my way
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It's a daydream, a sweet thing
layin' around all lazy
A sun beam, the birds sing
it all becomes a little hazy
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