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Cinnamon
She was always wrapped in cinnamon.
Her aroma was a mixture of brown and gold oak
stacked together like firewood,
as was her house on the side of the mountain
made from a similar material, -
In the Name Of the Idiot, the Betrayer, And All Lying Bigots. Amen.
I've crossed into the spirit world
I've found that it looks strange.
Everything that I was told
Its really not the same.
Where is the trumpet fanfare?
The golden bridge to cross?
The hovel I had slid down -
That Tiny Wooden Cabin
Waving my goodbye out the windows of the
Gray Coach bus for the last time
Was so hard.
It was hard to admit I was
Really going to miss that place
Something about the fact that’s it’s so final -
The neighbors got a karaoke machine
My neighbors got a karaoke machine.
It spews bright orange and blue patterns around their fences,
our fences.
And there's a disco ball
whose glitter is filtering through their windows,
our windows. -
Where, is the Ball?
Here! Over here!
I've discovered it all.
Rejoice and be gladd for I've found the ball.
The orenge and blue one
With the green on the stem.
Oh never mind,
Thats a mad mother hen.
I got it! Don;t worry! -
202won
I jumped and cried and jumped some more,
My tears now sat there on the floor.
We hugged, for once, we hugged so long –
The seven of us. Last day gone.
I sniffled and laughed and sniffled some more,
Loves
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Who is that?
Who is that girl?
The one who’s headed to boarding school in the fall
With the green eyes
And big smile
Who is that girl?
Who reads books like she’s starving and the words are big, juicy cheeseburgers
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Cautious optimism
It’s being told about stars
You can’t see
Yet
And having a book taken away
Before you can finish
And then having the middle spoiled
But not the end.
It’s smiling into the sunshine -
a dream at what cost
at the bottom of my bag is a book,
lying there like a security blanket I'm afraid to touch.
my seat feels cold as ice as I sit down in the room where not one pen or pencil is seen in sight,
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Dreaming Between the Rocks and the Water
When I’m upset,
I like to come out here,
This place I would like to weave,
Where I can sit on the rocks
With my feet in the water,
With the sun dancing across the ripples,
Where my heart can be the shore,
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Dancing
Two kids
The song
The beat
The rhythm
You know the rhythm, don't you?
Pulling you up
Pulling you to me
Out there
I know it's scary
Couldn't we let go and not care
Just for tonight?
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Giddy
Giddy is the exhilaration
Thinking about you
Getting excited
For what, I don't know
Counting down the days until I can see you again
(Summer is hard)
Reading love stories
Listening to love songs