Paper People
Race across a ribbon
of candy caned roads
Tree caress my face
and rivers would sing
promising gingerbread houses
and delicate fairy wings
I search aimlessly
for a companion
Blowing kisses to
the few wanderers
only to watch them
be carried away
with paper limbs
and glass hearts
no source of protection
we lay defenseless
of candy caned roads
Tree caress my face
and rivers would sing
promising gingerbread houses
and delicate fairy wings
I search aimlessly
for a companion
Blowing kisses to
the few wanderers
only to watch them
be carried away
with paper limbs
and glass hearts
no source of protection
we lay defenseless
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