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Mandy Leah

Mandy Leah

Prisoner

You want to
see me
I know
you do
better do something
about it
or your
gonna lose
me
I am
amazing,
can you feel
that,
can you feel
me
I can make you
feel me
I can make you
want me
you’ll wish you
were here
right now
I can see
it in your eyes
go ahead
stand up
for some honor
and believe
you are protecting
your heart,
while it breaks
from your own
prison
it’s funny
that we can have
whatever
we will allow
ourselves
those who fear
risk losing
so much more

Altre opere di Mandy Leah...
Is this Living?

What if all our journeys lead to one but only for a duration did we forget
Shadows in the Sand

I’m not sure that anything is different but I am
Between the Cracks in the Stairs

I go to places others won’t
My Little Girl Heart

I am a girl... I’m going to be weak I’m going to have emotion I’m real I don’t pretend
Carnality

I’ve died A thousand Times already
I am Three

The Lunatic, The Lover, The Poe… I have so many feelings sometimes just bursting to get out The lunatic –sometimes I get ahea… of myself, I wish I could stop
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Yeah you know me...JCB...

There is energy from some place like the desert
 1
Blotter

Sometimes I feel the words being driven out of me
 2
Motorcycle Madness

Riding fast she paid no attention broken mirrors it wasn’t there it was in the half left shield she noticed, it was her, it was her face, deep lines
Glossolalia...we all might appreciate talking in tongues...being a water-lapper ...a healer of wounds...a food conveyor....a register of tastes ...a texture sensor...and a wetequivelent of a dog's handshake...filled with the holy, holy fukcning spirit...y

Let’s get real... The strangers that look like brothers & sister on the end of the bar...
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 1
Some say Fear

We are blood and bones dried up and ashes pacing, I let it flow ragged and bruised we slip by our fate
 1
Probing

It seems like it’s been forever & here I am again So familiar, yet so distant What’s changed? How do we get it back
 1
Wings of Scale

I could hear them they were down by the water they’d be coming for me soon
Yo Yos

We are but yo-yo’s for the taking except what we will Ride the waves without real feeling
Touch Me

I ran my fingers Over my tight skin It felt warm And sticky As I traveled



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