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The Woman in the Mirror
A woman in the mirror A man in the clouds A silent ballet, a circus with clowns She’s tired and honest She’s bargaining with herself He’s away and sane He’s working on himself The woman in the mirror Loves the man in the clouds too much -emc
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Breakfast
Drought, in the shape of new sadness and chapped lips lost in green eyes. Wave by wave, a garden grew green vanquished me a new love to be seen Storms, hurricanes mud so thick flowers drowned, seeds washed away. Desolate, nothingness agony without you agony with you to understand it is to feel it Devour…
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Open
I welcomed you in to my heart and between my legs when I swore I never would cause I always thought I was better off alone. I promised my broken heart no more, not again. I planned a life covered in wildflowers and making art by myself.. Until you. Now I’m not sure how I…