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she told me I was pessimistic 

I told her she hadn't seen authentic 

she was saving for new California 

then i  showed her to the door to Narnia

shes forgotten reality and now resides with the court 

she is one of the ones that never came home

though shes dressed in silk and jewels 

she still sings the lonely song i taught her on Tuesdays 

she gave me an embroidered  blade

told me to hunt my enemies 

i looked into her blue eyes full of innocence and youth

and whispered 

baby my only enemy is myself

and with the swish of her velvet coat I never saw her again


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