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It’s hard to impress the enchantress
It seems there may better luck in ressurecting Atlantis
The Goddess does more deflecting
than light to its reflection
She uses her discretion
to pick and choose her blessings
You must be deemed heaven sent
or, at least, heaven bent
And, you must be more than mere mortal
or have some magic key to some magic portal
To be close to her highness
you must be close the highest
She has ties with the sun and moon
They converse through windows of her room
And, don’t think it’s gloom
that she rests in it like a tomb
If you get her off her cloud
then you’ve stood out
But, it doesn’t mean you’ve achieved
what you may like to believe
If your presence has disturbed
you should flee as if you never spoke a word
There’s a long list
of those she doesn’t miss
An aim at her heart
is a most missed mark
You must ascertain
you won’t worsen a deep disdain
There’s crushing contempt
for those who’ve came and went
To get pass the wall
takes more than being tall
You must be wise
to not waste telling time

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“Villians”
who aim is to slain
dragged the man
to the last place he would stand
Off with the sheath
he felt the heat
His face dripped wet
his whole body dripping in sweat
All the secrets he hid
spit up, no baby bib
It did not matter, anyway
for today was not his day
There was laughter to the face
about to be displaced
He hung upside down
with guns pointing at his crown
The dark figures in line
told him talk to three “9”s

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We had a falling out, but we are back together
We have falling outs, but we are like the weather

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I told you you wouldn’t find more
and you’ll miss what you had before
That it’s not the place for you
because their hearts are misconstrued
I told you you’ll get stuck
and try to get back without luck
That no one will understand
a thing of this distant land
I told you you’ll begin to believe
your home is all just a dream
That they can only imagine
being closed by their entrapments
I told you you’ll feel the same
once influenced by their ways
That you’ll become just like them
or, at least, feel the need to pretend
I told you that it’s a color
not familiar to us lovers
That nothing will be the same
under a predominantly blue shade
I told you you’ll cling to the bits
that remind you of all this
That you’ll feel alone
when you see there’s no place like home
I told you if you go
you’ll miss everything you know
That you’ll never feel as free
as you did here with me.

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In perfect lay
of cloth of altered Armani Privé
she has no mistake in care
with pressed and fixed wear
Fine lines down to lips
with the finest polished tips
Every line of fuchsia and plum
shows overdosed O.P.I.um
It cannot Cover the Girl
it makes her known to the world
Twinkles in her ears
neck to wrist, she flaunts flashy tiers
It is the glamorous ups
of Tiffany “Diamond” Stud
Now, the colors of pretty Prada
to her, mean nada
if she is not decked in lavish Lanvins
and beautiful Balmain pins
If beauty is pain
then she stands no gain
in the lofty Loubotins
she walks in
May Marc Jacob see
all the drapery
of his patterned flowers
and killer Kirkwood towers
It will bring him love
if only for the cloth above
The writings of the nifty Notens
will only benevolently Bespoken
on the tags in clear view
of all the matched Miu Miu
Like an ostentatious Opening Ceremony
her presence is matrimony
Something close to valuable Vera Wang
if human love was her thing
No problem with trying Tom Ford
it’s time she can afford
Neither with loving Louis Vuitton
With a capital L, her love is strong
She could be with any man
if he could understand
that her 123s and ABCs
were youthful Y-3s and awesome A.P.Cs
She is a fashion doll
Only in heels can she fall
She expresses it when she talks
and, even more, when she walks
beauty down the way
pass the unmatched Urban Decay

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Shine rising sun
for I come
to the home
of Fugi San
Put on the ink
in rice paper, sinks
Write my name
in Katakana stain
Can I begin
to spend my yen
Live kabuki dreams
in kimono seams
My fashion escape
Hello kitty and Bape
All the exclusives
That elsewhere are elusive
I smell the sea
as I sip green tea
Eat sushi rolls
and white rice bowls
Entertained by way
of anime
Enjoy my sight
of Kana lights
Small spaces
Cartoon faces
Clean rows
Harajuku bows
Traditional hearts
Modern parts
Big city buildings
Small town fieldings
Innovations
Bullet train stations
Decadent tea houses
Old sun nostalgias
Temples and shrines
Bowing lines
Sliding doors
Tatami floors
Public bath showers
Morning glory flowers
All the decor
Blooming in fluer
Umbrellas and fans
The beauty, Japan

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A swing in her dress
A tap in her heels
All the trappings are meaningless
when her song comes
Free as a bird
High as a moon
She’s no longer a robotic being
but more like liquid
Easy as breeze
Flowing like air
She sways away in perfect motion
to a new beat