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Little do they know
September 30, 2021
Little do they know
I got magic on my finger tips
They think I'm running low
But music is hot against my lips
My cheeks are blooming roses
Eyes sharp as diamonds
Heart cold to the touch
My soul throws spells
You think my mind is haunted
I bet you it's brighter than sunshine
You believe my words are poison
My actions are impulsive
How I'm indecisive
But little do you know
My voice can be the softest
Yet spread chills all over
I can be so stupid
But still inspire you
It's me for who I am
After all I'm me and you're you
Isn't that very absolutely true?
© Anonymous
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Her heart was an open book with beautiful pages and detailed lettering. She wanted people to read her story in hopes that it would make them write their own. Instead, every person who came across the pages of her heart ripped out their favorite story and took it with them. They folded back pages and bent up corners. They signed their name with sloppy writing and with a simple 'goodbye'. This book is now tucked away in the darkest parts of her, because no one wants to read a tragic story with a bad ending.