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Crying In The Rain
đź‘€: 22 CRYING IN THE RAIN Words by Anya Klumpenhower ©2022 Falling Water Pouring Down The Parking Lot. My Head Is Bare, But I’m There, I’m There I’m There. I’ve Lost My People, They’re All Smoke And Mist I’ve Lost My People, But Their Ghosts Persist I’ve Lost My People, They Don’t Know They’re Missed.…
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Juliet
đź‘€: 32 JULIET Words by Anya Klumpenhower ©2022 No One Tells You Not To Buy The Poison, When You’re Young It Seems More Rational, But Plagues On Both Your Houses There Are Better Things Than Boys And No One Tells You Just To Wait A Year Cause When You’re Young You Live At Midnight In…