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poems Your eyes are alert
Bright and flaming
They stare into nothing
Slowly they close
Lips are turning blue
Mouth has no feeling
If I were to kiss you
You wouldn't know
Not that you take
Any notice of me
Supposed to be with me
But we couldn't be
More apart
Arms are flailing
Desperate to escape
That doesn't achieve anything
If you panic you lose
More valuable air
Don't forget your make up
Yes it's running down
Your face beautifully now
Smearing your cheeks
Painting over your existance
Watching your end
It's quite entertaining
A drowned queen overruled
