I just need a paper and some pencils.
Maybe some pillows.
And a cozy light.
Then, maybe I could live there like in the story books. Share a house with the main character as I weave her story from the Narrator's point of view. Hop through the glowing woods with the frogs and elves. Or stay in a jeweled tower with the empress. As if. It's nice to dream though.
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More by Inez Folklore
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I can see
Cut my nails so I can
ShOvE them
In my ears
And wrapped up in a blanket
No one can sEE me
here
But I can
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I still
So Sunday was the first night of Hanukkah
And there are still cops
Outside the synagogue
And there are still people who look at us
With murder in their eyes
And there are still shootings
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God?
If someone is up thereI thought you should know
I’m in love
A dove soars over the mist
God if you're up there
You should know I’m flying free
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