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Originally Written March 31, 2004
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On a sunny day the voice of a blue little girl
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When she was young, she envisioned~
mountains with white towers and roses
without thorns
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The last time we drove through South Dakota I was 5, you 13
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It was one of those mornings
When she wanted to snuggle
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Deep inside you know
of these childish things you'll never let go.
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take my hand,
and let us fly.
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Pan rejoices.
Hook cries.
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Summer, oh summer. So warm, So carefree and generally fun.
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Just reminiscing about my life, Thinking back when as a child.
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When I sleep I dream of laughter, Of trees with leaves of gold.
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by Sir Love Coffin
31 lines, 1 comment,
on Aug 16 8:55 PM. In Lyrics, Personal, Adult, Dark, Gorely, Childhood, Ghost, Haunting, Thoughts, Pain, Me
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The beautiful skater now spins on the ice,
The audience gasps at the way that she glides.
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You have to concentrate to get things right So go away and leave me to my work
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I tentatively tiptoe towards the home
Full of stories of romance and shipwrecks
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Billy was a gift
For St. Valentine's Day.
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Snuggled in our tent, an eye kept out for bears,
the forest is the yard, the mountains are the chairs.
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I remember that boiled mashed mango
spiced with grandma's old and new tango
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Love, not lust.
Fate, not will.
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Oh how I loved him
for so many years
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