Poems from We Dream of Stars

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Anybody with artistic ambitions is always trying to reconnect with the way they was things as a child. -Tim Burton
Now I understood my identiy I was never his match It's a shame I would love to destroy him
My beautiful little monster Kill our prey Consume their terror and bone Punish the good Make me Queen
 I see you and my heart shatters like glass from a window pane  You look at me and I hear echos of your venemous voice, driping with honey...
  WE met in the sunshine of a winters day We Met like old friends, as if we had known each other for so much more than a mOnth You told me...
We live in a world where no problems exist, Where nothing matters except our next paycheck. Where we're all blinded by the flames of hate...

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