Words with no real meaning.
These are pointless poems that I wrote on pure impulse. Drunken and falling out of my eyes.
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Jet Black

Someone told her this life was hers,

she thought up her own world,

where she had wings spread across her back,

they were jet black.

She stood on the edge of an orange bottle,

tracing violent red tigers that clawed at her wrists,

she closed her eyes

and jumped,

thinking she could fly.

Someone told me your life was his,

I woke up in the real world,

where I was wearing a long dress,

it was jet black.

I stood at the edge of a six by two casket,

hiding violent red tigers that clawed at my thighs,

I closed my eyes

and cried,

now you can fly. 

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