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Back Against the Wall

By Chayle, Surprise, AZ

Seal your lips with super glue,I can't take anymore true words
Dry them good so there is no hope that I can listen to you
Breaking or healing,I don't know which one hurts worst
Just a non-miraculous child born blue flames and monsoons
If I could just reach a fingernail tip,I would overflow with joy
Just to grab your jacket or see the perfections of your face
This lurking black and white spy won't think to let me avoid
All this stringray sting,speckled with chile pepper and lady mace
Can't force fate to lean down to a 5 ft teenaged girl
One evil eye of Satan pokes out of the gris-colored smokes
And follows me through school grounds,home,and even the world

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