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Paper Folds
My neighbor was
a china doll
who wrapped his hands
around his drawl
so thick it could
melt steel beams
the ones he would create
always on
paper folds
a voice as sweet
as a rock n roll band
drunk off the fumes
of last night’s show
an empty room I know
destiny
is closing in
and kingdom come
where we begin
a white picket fence
to close the way
and a chest, tenser every day
georgette breadth
acrylic eye
a needle full
to pull the time apart
until every wall
turns to dust
the words we all must stick around
a china doll
who wrapped his hands
around his drawl
so thick it could
melt steel beams
the ones he would create
always on
paper folds
a voice as sweet
as a rock n roll band
drunk off the fumes
of last night’s show
an empty room I know
destiny
is closing in
and kingdom come
where we begin
a white picket fence
to close the way
and a chest, tenser every day
georgette breadth
acrylic eye
a needle full
to pull the time apart
until every wall
turns to dust
the words we all must stick around
Published 14th Jan 2021
Author's Note
1st draft of a song I wrote. I won't do anything with it for a while if ever so I figured I'd drop it here.
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