Shades
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"Shades"
You shade me
I shade you
stops the sun burning
eternally through
long nights’ deep bleed
the blue birds lead the way;
"definitely no more flowers",
you say.
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Categories:
twangling, heart, muse, mystery,
Form: Narrative
What Happens In Vegas
...Just another Sunday on the Sunset Strip
Where a country concert had taken a grip
People had flocked from all around
To listen to their favourite sound
Josh and his buddies were up on stage
Their...
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Categories:
twangling, death, mystery, pain, violence,
Form: Rhyme