That girl She was a dream catcher
Spun like a spider
Songs of a siren
Rhetoric like nicotine
One look in seaglass eyes
& She'll sing you your dreams
Fangs that draw thought
A hunger for speed
Never stop always running
Not enough air to breathe
Suspense in Her smile
Anxious braids in Her hair
Fueled by Her scent
& forever you'll sail
Stunting your growth
Peter pan Princess prances
When Her breath's on your neck
The smoke in Her eyes dances
Drink from these leaves
Her drugs make you taller
A flower girl piper
one drop and you'll follow
That girl She was a dream catcher
snagged me up in Her web
sang her teeth in my neck
& put clouds in my head
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