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So much to say but how do you word it? How do you word words that letters don’t express?
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Poor Child has to be so sad
Poor Child has to think so bad
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Criss-cross applesauce on the living room carpet You are yourself again
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I need to learn how to jump off the diving board with those wise swimmers who
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Bright warm sunshine on my shoulder,
please don't go away
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This same old, same old's getting old Our home's a paradise but we've seen it all
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The rain pours down in buckets on Fifth Avenue but it cannot drown out the melancholy tunes he plays from years ago
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I want to jump out of my bedroom window.
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Piano humming melancholy
strumming linen deep and dear
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Early in the morning-- Blue moon gives way to
by partridge
27 lines,
on Oct 26 12:24 AM 2008
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Along the prairie line she walked the criss-crossed steps of a child's bare feet
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When I wear my white sundress
I imagine myself standing barefoot on Coronado's waterfront
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I haven't seen you in
Three long weeks
by partridge
30 lines, 1 comment,
on Jun 15 7:52 PM 2008
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If my smile could win your heart,
I'd never frown.
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Oh, good heavens, she thinks she's in love!
If only she knew what love was truly
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my hands are thunderheads
and pure, colorful rain drips out of my fingertips
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On starlit nights, I lay; I think
About the past; I drop and sink
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Dropping through ceiling cracks
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The coolest, crispest ocean zephyr picked up my heels
and I was lifted through a swirling sky of colors
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If you could see inside my soul...
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I've been waiting all year for this moment
When nothing happens.
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If I could change time, I wouldn't...
But some things never heal as time goes on.
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I open the back door to fields of land
Where ocean envelopes a stretch of sand
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No moonlit walks on sand at night
No dinners by a candle's light
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Sometimes I like
being alone
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Away up in the deepest shade of green
Where nothing but the depths of time are seen
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Those days were filled with gleeful bliss
That I have never ceased to miss
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