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A Boy Who Touched The Sky

sand and mud splattered on his dud he watches his shoes sinking deeper in pool a stone  at sight he doesn't want  to fight but that seems the only way to keep him cool he thrashes and there goes the stool flying through the sky a story to boast about as birds don't lie the crying soul went dashing  through the door calling foul roaring back  comes a clutter for a boy  the success matters so he gathers his wet shoes and tries to adjust the  stance forgetting the simple fact of he didn't  stand a chance and with a dance or two he runs like a fool towards the old school  with the thought  of ghosts playing dust off while his feet had started to give up rolling  over the grass bed his breath wide spread  a dragon cloud soaring high flew right amidst the floating sky the bird waved him slight  flying to go out of sight he had lost and found his try  beyond the mighty sky while fresh droplets  felt on his face  ended up the chase  rain had  made the dragon cloud to surrender a dr

Dress Up

Dress Up..
Wear your armor.
Dress Up..
To the rumor.
Dress Up..
For Your Battles..
Dress Up..
Not just to Win.
Dress Up..
To uphold disappointment.
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To shield resentment.
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To mourn.
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To be sworn.
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To be heard.
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To be turd.
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To outshine.
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To have spine.
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To the valiant bones.
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To be radiant alone.
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To be nervous.
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To be trivial.
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Like the first light of dawn.
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In the vivid colors of dusk.
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Like the free sky.
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To every face engraved in your memory.
Dress Up..
So that every part injects.
A different you as it reflects.
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Like you were just born.
Dress Up..
To the lunatic song.
Dress Up..
As you will never be forgotten.
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For those hands held you..
Even when you were a moron.
Dress Up..
To beliefs.
Dress Up..
To falsehoods.
Dress Up..
To hold up.
Even though your wholesome is gone.
Dress Up..
To act well.
That even you find it hard to tell
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To weaknesses.
Dress Up..
To solaces.
Dress Up..
In wide grins.
Dress Up..
In Glittered fins.
Dress Up..
To Outrage.
Dress Up..
To Salvage.
Dress Up..
Bow down.
And look there’s nothing to fear..
When you have your dress on.

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