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"Sisters"
We are sisters, close as can be.
One of us lives in the light,
The other in the dark you see.
But that dont mean we dont fight.
We fight bout the littlest things,
Dont mean to but thats what sister do.
I like black she likes red.
But that dont say she looks better than me.
Better than you. I think i do,
Look at you all dark and full of dread
saying things that are untrue,
Always tring to get in my head. In your head I am, I am your sister
Better than you, I know I am.
Just because you dress in light,
Dont make it alright, for I am the best Huh, Best you say.
Can you cast a rainbow across the sky,
Can you Call the fairies out to play
So what are you trying to imply Imply I did.
Cause I can make bats fly high in the ski.
I can make the thunder roar and lighting flash
And frogs croak all though the night can you do that.
No i cant do that, but i can do better.
I can make the moonbeams dance.
Make the stars shine and glitter.
Make lovers fall in love with a glance.
yea well I can make dragons fly and spit fire
Make a mountain out of a mole hill
I can roar like a lion to the top of my voice
I can make men tumble at my feet can you do that
Ok sister i will tell ya true
We could go on forever with the i can, you can.
But there is one thing that you cant do.
That one thing is saying I love you. I love you I love you I love you I love you
My silly little bunny, you are my sister and I love you true
Now lets go get peanut butter and jam, mom is calling
And you know just how much we both love peanutbutter and jam and I love you Laughing, i can never stay mad at you long sister dear
you dress in dark and you think you are smart.
But your always in good cheer.
Thats why i love you with all my heart.
Written by Vicki McMillin and Bettie Davis 3/22/11
A Collaboration by Me and Micki Hogan 
"Fading to Darkness"
The darkness beckons me,
The loneliness is killing me,
The moonlight is calling me,
When will my sentence ever end.
How long have I been here,
How come I was taken away.
How can I be set free,
is this it, is this my destiny? Endless days of being alone,
I feel like i am fading,
Never to be known.
The darkness is calling. Each tender moment now precious
How I long to soar along the whipper whils
To dance beneath the daffidols
But alas, this can not be Left here in this prison
I see you in my dreams
I have grown numb with out any feelings Can you hear me scream. The silence is deafening..... By: Micki Hogan and Vicki McMillin 3/15/11
A Collaboration written by Me and my good friend Micki Hogan. 
"Guilded Cage"
On this pedistal i sit
wondering how i come to this
What sin did i commit
How could i have been so remiss.
Each moment I ponder
Confused and torn
Why was I taken away
Is my life to be in vain
I feel the thorns getting closer,
wanting to bore into my skin.
Can i make a plea to my accuser,
Forgive me for my sin.
Let me stand before him
Let me deliver my plight
Before the darkness closes in
Before I slip into the night The magic flows from my body,
into the abyss.
This cannot be my destiny.
To disappear into nothingness. I begin to feel the power rising
From the depths of my being
A new temptation, inviting
My one chance to leave this scene My strength begins to reignite,
No one can keep me chained.
I rise, ready to take flight,
My powers can't be contained. My very essence begins to flow
The chains of bondage begin to fade
My heart begins to glow
I have escaped my guilded cage..
By Vicki McMillin and Micki Hogan 3/15/11
Mother Nature. I hold this world in my hand.
Precious life abounds just below my fingers.
A whim from me could end this land.
But some compassion in me still lingers.
Why do they waste, destroy, neglect.
All these wonderful sites i create.
Alot of the world is already wrecked.
We need to rebuild, to make a better fate.
If they dont it will be the end.
There will be no coming back from destruction.
One whim from me could send this world for a spin.
Cant you come to that deduction.
If you dont remember who i am.
Think of your Lord and maker.
I have many names, they all mean the same.
Don't fool with Mother Nature.
By Vicki McMillin 2-8-11
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