dignity stomped
under the balls
of defeat
by a thin
cage
while page after
page
of glossy
ghosts
mocked my slow
heart
red hands
white noise
blue eyes
a thin cage
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I used to listen to it all the time..
I would go to my bedroom window and stare at my reflection in the glass and just listen to the song for hours. I decided then that when I met someone I thought was as beautiful as the song, I should give it to that person. And I didn’t mean beautiful on the outside. I meant beautiful in all ways.
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wow that's cool how you painted the flag with words. this reminds me of Carlo Marx (Allen Ginsberg of course)
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