O. C. Woods

</>STARS MY PUNCTUATION
FOR THIS CHAOS INSPIRATION
DARK SPELLS NEXT TO MOONLIGHT CANDELS
THIS DAY I'VE READ THE NIGHT, SHE TOLD ME I WAS YOURS.
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</>HE IS SITTING ON THE BIG RED COUCH
GINGERBREAD CRUMS ON HIS CROUCH
WONDERING MIND AND SWALLEN ANCKLE
RED SHIRT ON and a need to tackle.
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Back from The Black Cloudy Weeks
Tired but on my feet and ready to eat the tricks
Days like raindrops I'll never wanted leading the end
Getting ready for goodbyes, again friend
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The muse of mornings and evenings
is running from room to room, in small wooden steps
procratination's fading away when she shines
tears dried up under her purple spells
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My favorite destination is your shore
that bright golden clear sky you pour

You walk I run to fill the gap of life being not what I've wanted
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Build up things that will perish soon through easy wind
broken kaleidoscope and road told awful but I'm not blind
green gems on dark lively earth and her litle woodhouse shines
many pictures of different posture sweet Love of ours
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When mornings Winter wakes I'm lost, blind
meadows to valleys blurred with seas
the need to cross is no release
betting on the continuation through time
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With years spend loving the Star above my head
I cherrish the presence, your precious scent
the path we took is long but early to blend
we found the way to reach the dream, perfect ascent.
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Dear old friends my soundtrack for a white night
Snow or sleepless? both and killing thought

write on this day that the poet is dead
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The song is new so are issues
When closeness is erased by distance
I feel sitting in one of these '80 windows' across the street
Blaming panta rhei or the definition of a degree?
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'The ocean takes me into watch you shaking
Watch you weigh your powers
Tempt with hours of pleasure
Take me one more time'
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'Caress' the night with undecise soundings from Mrs Moon Immi Thoo
inspiration from dearest friends and loneliness of fiends to overdo
coming back to the main point of argumentation the lullaby's stuck
it's all about us these words stain these 'too dark' quotes never did the trick
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Choose to be wise to last through time and tide
the 2nd name is golden starry never sad

hard to write down how years will sounds for you dear
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Tonight I drink again play to think, listen
missing dear Charles smiles of wisdom.
Problems and thrones to take out from our uneven lives
I dream seeing you more, to talk always sincere in rhymes
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Alone in front of the big screen Wednesday night's climax
I send texts to dear friend wish for the meet and drinks.
Dark grimly bloody days are now to be feared
The black flying figure saving what?
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When feel is ache I rise to the Sun
'all the way down' is the answer to all my wonders
deep in the myst of what is rotten I struggle to survive without a run
I feel I won't get pass this warmth alone Mrs Darkens.
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'You spoke to me through her
you spoke to me from the sky, the trees.
Before I knew I loved you, believed in you.
When did you first touch my heart?
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'Tygers! Tygers! 'Two of them in my forest
the number I love dear bright first and second best
I walk through the trees at night
the Tygers are my saviors saving any fright
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Black lipstick and white powder to celebrate
number 33, remembered by many at extraordinary rate
get away weekend to let go the Tyger inside
or miss the love of me life three never escaping tides
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The song is sick because of my muse...
turning every thoughts upside down to heal
she casts spells no more for me to steal
and Cold November enters: undercover subterfuge
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