One.
Her favourite's the stars
She walks the night
Just to watch them flicker
and wink as she lays
on the dewy, dark grass
She doesn't care her hair
is taken by the wind and
she doesn't mind that her
back is completely wet.
All she cares about
is the diamonds on the
navy blue velvet of the
night sky.
Two.
He's just like me.
So distrustful
So unhappy.
So caged.
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