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You Shine On Me

How special you are

To have laughter that infects

Bottomless: it goes on and on

How magic you are

To make every day an art

To make life come undone

To make the mundane fun

To perk up everyone

And spread a mood

Like waves until the whole scene

Becomes your sea

How special you are

To capture the heart

Of a wild beast that

Saw life as being free

To make th...

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Words from the hill

Words fall hard from the man on top of the hill

Spilling and oosing from a makeshift bill

67 dead to start the day

And before the grief, what does he say?

EDI must somehow be blamed

"because I have common sense"?

Where is my border fence?

It's the only way to be safe and secure from this madness

The lies, deciet, and the ultimate sadness

 

67 grieving families lost

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I am not locked up, I am the lock.

I am keeping a secret with myself

for myself,

clutching it within like a bird’s claw,

the carrier pigeons have been shot,

guess I forgot to warn the men with rifles,

suppose it wasn’t a clay pigeon after all.

My mouth is a gold crested envelope,

my lips are licked with wax:

they are an inked kiss,

the pout is the stamp,

my mind is the scroll:

bound and bound,

re...

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