Perfection Unable to Be Attained in Blahnik Heels
Matched With Orion's Belt
He Floated Into Braille Dreams No One Could Ever Know of
Other than The More Divine
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How My Pen Strokes
SOS his NAME
AND My smiles and laughter
I hold Within Just to Save
AND My smiles and laughter
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From flames
I emerge
fire in my eyes
a look to purge
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Alone here
another night
letting my tears fall
raining thoughts
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He Had Me At
Gluttonous Will
For Just A Moment
I Depicted Pictures
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I take my pen
to the blank page
words amazingly
aching to be told
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Standing in front this mirror
staring at this reflection of self
can't see much a fading image
distortion of my being
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I dream in
Amber moon lit skies
where most folks fears
give rise to impossible
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