Henry Styx Poems

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1.
Her

Her body was a temple,
Her body was a mine
For boys to break through
To the gold inside
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2.
Alter

She painted her face with colors diverse
For her skin truly was a curse
Patches lighter, like a missing verse
So she carried her paint around in a purse
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3.
Dreams

He dreams of being free
He dreams of being loved
But instead he works long hours
Is beaten, broken, and shoved
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