megan ashburn Biography

Shadows circle the lonely street
but no-ones there to see it
the sewers smell of putrid meat
as the sky starts to spit
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Windy night, windy night
catch an owl deep in flight
windy day, windy day
adventure just an hour away
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this dream is and its scary
the monsters i dreamt were hairy
never in was weary
now it even scared mary
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