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Miranda Keuter Poem
Fallen from your throne
The other one wearing the crown
Filled in tears and in silence
No public running wild anymore
All of the rumour fading out
Glad that I am an European with less money
Cause i did find out what being classy is all about
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Staring into your dark coloured eyes
Reading between your lashes
Your sick and despitefully lies
They were fond of you being popular and of your image
To me you are scary a child of satan in disguise
So i don't have to care
That our friendship did not stand
Only wondering
How long you can look at yourself in the mirror
How much time before you will end
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Slipping through your fingers
Soaking wet
Like diamonds could have been sold
Unfortunately he pulled the thricker
Tangling despite the untold version which is getting old
That's your lost, that's your bet
Your history will never be wearing fools gold
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Miranda Keuter Poem
11-21-2016
Playing by your rules in this game
No cheating
Without comparing
Would you dare sharing?
Hoping you will tell me the dark secrets about your family name
Or will you be frozen by the ashame?
For goodness sake in what kind of cause?
What's in a name?
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While being ambivalent
I will be tasting an arcane piece of you
Filled with bittersweet
Mixed with a few drops of luscious under your skin
My intercessor at daily base
Floating my quiescent in freetime space
Highly flamboyant surrounding me
Preparing your immolation for setting you free
Passionated and tactile with a fragrance of hidden poison within
Wearing a quintessence with your head high while lifting your chin
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When sad he came to me
Then glad he stayed
Those arms surrounding me
Made me feeling warm
And when I think again
He will be there
The mystic mystery
Is floating everywhere
So cry along with me
Till happiness
Tears all shred up
Laughter will be met
Walk the road along with me
Your head up high
The mystic mystery
Is floating everywhere
They will be watching you
Silent and with fear
I am your guardian
Can come to you and dissapear
Thoughts and our warmth
Gathered within
The mystic mystery
Floating while wearing a thick skin
I will be your memories
Waiting there
Living in history
Both taking care
Winding our road
Without a flashinglight
The mystic mystery
Can live without
Take care
The mystic mystery
aaah aaah aah
(repeating and fading out)
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Miranda Keuter Poem
Snowflakes falling down
Strong men with spades shuffling the snow
The seasons of joy all around
All our sins drifts away
Santa cheering at his sleigh
Packed and on a journey to go
Cold shivers while watching the icicles
The Winter King is on his way
Angels as our guardians
Wearing silver and gold
Supernatural being smart
The Three Wise Men following the sparkling star
We all will find peace and serenity into our heart
Captured to be hold
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Riding on a rocket
Towards the stars
One is the brightest of them all
Let's call it the sparkler
The masterchief of the partyhosts
The crackerjack banging the wall
It's making the catherine wheel turning
Through the fage clouds and their smoke
I gave you a penny for your thoughts
And sold it to the guy and hot chestnuts
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Miranda Keuter Poem
Little poor Pepita from Mexico
She had no money to sacrifice The Son of God
Picking flowers while wandering slow
Some poinsettias with their leaves as red
A different offer than the local population with their money to give
She still was bringing them to The House of God
Asking for salvation and to honor instead
The rich people asked themselves why?
But Pepita did not pay attention to them
Her thoughts and believe in the magic of love did lead her
And let her build castles in the sky
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Two glasses filled with a bubbling flirt
A fragrance of blue and white grapes
Turning out in a sweet scence of pink
Without crushed grapes
Otherwise the most will be discolored
But equally squeezed into winery
Not minding what other people will think
In order to be held together
By a cork and muselet
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