candiboo bunny Biography

The tree
where little kids come to meet
where flowers grow around
where teenagers crowd together by
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Fresh spring breeze
sweeps me beneath my feet
step outside
smell the fresh air
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She chose to walk alone
Everyone wandered why
she looked beyond the earth
beyond the moonlit sky
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She walks into the room
hammer in hand
smashes the mirror
she is filled with dread
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I sit here with my paintbrush in hand painting my harmony
The beautful twists nd turns of my hands makes the painting distinct
i have never layed eyes on something so beautiful
when i realize its not just me im painting
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