Scribbles and ink stains

She is made of scribbles and ink stains
Watch her in the corner jotting down her pain
She knows no one’s to blame
She was never good at the game

Words appear
Before the tears
Sometimes after too
If she was really stuck on you

I love em
I hate em
I have to live without em

The pen pours out
What she can never shout

She is made of scribbles and ink stains
Writing stories out of her pain

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Movie Magic

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He is made of movie magic
Watch the moving pictures forget that life is tragic
Gets lost in a world not his own
Forgets that he’s always been alone

He finds comfort in the cinematic
From comedy to hopeless romantics
Action flicks
And unreal chicks
A taste of life that isn’t so traumatic

He is made of movie magic
Watch the moving pictures forget that life is tragic

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Velvet and Lace

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She is made of velvet and lace
A beautiful body and a beautiful face
Though she suffers you won’t see a trace
For she carries herself with such distinct grace

Women like her are made in few
I’ve come across one or two
With spirits strong and hearts true
You’re lucky if she chooses to love you

She is made of velvet and lace
Her beautiful soul wears a beautiful face

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In June

In June, the streets are littered with the young and beautiful

They lie about on every corner looking to be looked at

I do look

I look for myself in all of them

Their clothes like their faces look so fresh and new

In June, I try to fit in

Hoping to be part of the summer in-crowd

But I’m an outsider with no clue of the secret password

In June, youth reigns

A crown gets passed around

And I hope it will make its way to me

In June, the crazy kids search for their kicks

While I search for a way to kick out this aging feeling

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