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Sing me a song of the lyrics that spark your soul; Write me a love letter of the words that make you feel whole; Steal me a whisper
By Chrissy Barnhill3 years ago in Poets
They came out on cruise ships just like before, only this time around they were dancing for more; than just themselves. Listen closely to what they say.
He had just killed a virgin in her dreams; destroyed the very essence of her being. oh, how he'd savored every last drop of blood on his palate;
And although I wish I could write; a Bohemian Rhapsody as beautifully as thee; writes to me; I fear that that is just another conspiracy theory.
Why am I running? They don't even know I'm a witch. I cast a protection spell over myself, I must have gotten them all mixed.
come here give me your hand place it flat right above my heart feel those ice cold scars? my muscle is not for the weak
It was in them old burial grounds that did me in People came and dug my spirit up whilst I was sleeping Now I'm not saying I can see visions or hear people from the past
if we could go from one perspective. to another what would it be like could we see through anothers minds would we get the gut feeling that something is wrong
ugh, its the man in the moon again; hes looking me shining at me asking me to open up to shed my skin for him. but the pain is so unbearable
i can wrap you up in bubblewrap or i can be your hater; i can show you love at first or can see you later; don't scold me, don't rush me,
wrecks all around me; Old people are dying. But what is old? Is it 7, 8 or 90? fires in the sky; lungs bleeding dry; young is old. Old is forgotten;
What if we age when we grow old we stop laughing, we stop grasping; We stop joking and then wondering What if when we grow up,