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The Hat
A moment suspended,transfixed in her mind A moment, that instant, time’s noose to rewind How can you prevent A quick tumble to death An ascent of perfection To her gasping breath She’d never know why Fate pulled her so low Outdoing the most ragged bone yard shop of her soul To lose in an instant
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Concrete
It’s color is grey, Consistency thick.Once you pour it,you best adore it,Cause it’s here to stay. The smooth liquid flowChurns a mighty swell Inside a deep well Where strong sailors sailAnd no breeze will blow It withstands the rain,Sleet, hail, snow, and wind. It won’t melt or bend In summers red flame Or winters cold
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The Dilemma (written in spring)
To embrace longing / For carefree summer days / But welcome winter
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Revisiting St. Nicholas
‘Twas the night before Christmas, as I laid in my bed/ Although it was quiet outside, many thoughts stirred my head;
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Mad Girl’s Goodbye
I locked myself in with a small blue key/ The room smelled of roses and melancholy/ (Once I was in, they wouldn’t set me free)
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Chocolate Mousse Pie
And while it didn’t last/ A love grown cold too fast/ I thank you for the treat
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The Archer in the Jungle
So I know if I had the chance to inhabit/ A different land that was peaceful and lavish/ I’d trade rubies and pearls and Dom Perignon/ To live in the jungle just to be your mom
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