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A Baby's Doll House

there she was lying on the sofa, in place of Carbon photo love immeasurably hit the scales from my eyes in the middle of the room..., salt is better then most as a seagull heads out on the coast leave from vegetate the inner most swell brought to my attention out of her living hell rub two sheets together no matter what the weather voice from the ears of a baby iron sharpened rolls through blessed to see the sudden atmosphere I'm a page honored from the kingdoms' duct frown to the suction grasp A Bay's Doll House, battle through the storm curse the very day you were actually born lift high the pale Trojan horse, living straight through the given means in her room she lives deep the gathering weak smile stay clear & take a peak attention...mast of branded question look straight to the sea from a caged barbaric but interesting sleeve down are the question we have in common whispers in the corridor from the vent of the mind there she sits, spring of a charm given by an honest lad carry on with a song.., prances as if an elephant on a swing cooked from the spices of host love is the essence of her existence look that way then look again flirting with a magic wand then puzzled again share through its order pulsed in a shadow remember me in thick times as these having something to request, a present up their sleeve prance as a humble horse left underneath the stand a beautiful doll though pleasant to the eyes blond, brown & barely alive a show through the cover, cobwebs & disorder to humble yourself a chief place to appeal lovely be for those next to me a beacon of light, to a most hurting word to explain follow me swift barriers in need over the Willow yet throughout the leaves 1..,2...3.. come sit next to me life, for a roller coaster baby grabs a hold of mother takes the coupons, sit a share with me the years falling the the mark on the trees sexy spent busy as a be her pretty little smile yet for her energy... grab hold of a smoke screen theme falling through the trees limit to Satan't busy scheme bruising always leaving

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Date: 12/20/2018 5:19:00 PM
An amazing free verse, Mario.. Inspirational and wonderful.. You created a work of art !! It would make fine lyrics to a song.. Many blessing, my friend..
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