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She Spills the Stars

she spills the stars in the sky in her sleep the girl with wet naked dreams in her head as the ground shakes, she starts to weep she knows if she falls, she'll likely be dead on a tight rope of silk, she walks through the sky she never looks back or loses her way the tears turn to stars and fall from her eye walking until the sun hits her face the sun burns the silk, she must be gone through the darkness she falls ever so deep she wakes up to peace and grins with a yawn remembering the stars in the sky from her sleep D.R.L.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 2/5/2012 3:28:00 PM
You know...every star in the sky are angels dillon - well done. -oxox love Anne-Lise
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Date: 2/4/2012 7:47:00 AM
A lilting, musical piece, nicely rhythmic and vividly imagined...good work.
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