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Another tall tale that you caught by the lake / You got a real good story that you say can't fake / Everything is golden and you say its for real but / I really don't believe it ‘cause I just don't feel like / A fool
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Esmie - / A fallen angel / lying on the bed. / Another fall today, / heart failing, lips / mumbling nothings nobody / hears. Her old, tired
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Simplicity ill becomes the flower; / It idly sits to be pondered, dreaming / Of other flowers, perhaps, or maybe / Dreams of sun – and rain, even as it / Lazily waves to me, / As I sit pondering the whimsy loves
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Smile little Daisy - the world is yours still, Love is still easy - if love me, you will.
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The autumn sky sets in bruising, red flame,
Setting fire to the golden-orange trees
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While wandering aimless in the wood, I found a place where wonder stood -
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It was upon a midnight dreary, where I hungered weak and weary
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I cry, alone in the park. Grass around me, dark-dank green.
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I think of you, and words themselves undo; My tongue joins minion to my quavering mouth,
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Spring meeting today at the flower shop; a mother sees daughter through stained glass hanging
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Grass, dark-dank green in the park Jonquils and tulips shaded ‘twixt trees, skirting them.
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Nothing harmful meant - a lie, That on a vagary notion flew.
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Row by row they sit inside, Chanting stories, line by line.
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Slim pickings today for the snowball fight- But everyone left wants to play.
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Packing girlhood away In a card-board box
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Waiting silently. Hope is faint…
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The hush of night sweeps over me, I am alone -and in the dream.
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I used Eponine as inspiration. She was always my favorite character from the whole musical.
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this poem is crap too. I'm a bad-poetry-writing rut.
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