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Walking down Hollywood Boulevard
The cool crisp air bites my nape
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It's a hard days work
The tools; my necessity
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O Commodore!
Why not sit down for awhile
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It was the 3rd of August,
a Friday
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1. a fingernail
The only proof
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Chess pieces on the board
Black and White
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Some Start to cry
Others just stay silent
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Sandwiched Between
Brown and white
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Walking in dripping to the bone
My dress was a mess
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I stand on the hilltop As the wind dances about me
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What happens when we die?
I asked one blustery night
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Look at me
Make my wings quiver
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Singing sweetly a soft sorrowful song of saddness
Letting loose my lingering loss of light
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Searching through life's leaves
Stumbling on rough rocks
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Now gather my dears around granny's table
Just like a professional
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The delicious sugar mounds
Entering my salivating mouth
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Being a child with ADD is more difficult then it seems
Making friends is quite near impossible
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Hello God. It's me again. I know you must get tired of me always calling you collect, but I'm a little down on my luck now. With the stress of society and press
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I was once a virgin
At the beginning of sixteen
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Goodmorning my love,
I hope you find this letter beneath the sheets when you awake this morning. I know this seems wierd to have a letter beside you instead o
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Her poetry is astounding
I wish I had her creativity
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Milling around in my room
Willing my Lento inspiration to arrive
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My head wanted to explode
Sigh, as I think and write
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I have broken
Your sugar jar
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Standing Straight and
Tall
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Damn this face!
Damn my fate!
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Soft skin like silk
That has been freshly washed
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Dear sweet Joan
So timid and shy
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This universal code
Used all around the world
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