We Want To Be Original, But We’re Stuck

We want to be original, but we’re stuck
Lost in a world where it’s cool to ‘not give a fuck’
But I don’t want to hand down a society devoid
My children deserve more than the lazy & easily annoyed
We need to change our hearts back to something pure
To believe in love, magic & Pixie Dust – I’m sure
The end will be here too soon one of these days
Together, we must show the light & the possible way

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Always Keep Pixie Dust To Escape

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Always keep Pixie Dust to escape
Will you recognize the triumph when they arise
A need to inspire our own hearts & fragile souls
Bookshelves littered with secrets; don’t divert your eyes
The words are our best hope when you are scared
I am my own muse; another coffee so I can think
Don’t give in to their fears & endless hate
For life is short, we need to love more; don’t blink

Where Is My Absurd Little Coffee This Morn

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Where is my absurd little coffee this morn
Claiming to be something or other
I rise slower, wiping Pixie Dust from my eyes
Never forget the dreams they try to smother
My gorgeous blonde lady sleeping peacefully
Our love burnt brightly into a passionate fire
I stretch my legs & smile at a job well done
She’ll slumber for a while, for she’s kind of tired