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| Holding tightly to the rain tumbling to the grown Falling quickly through a heart dropping into an empty sound Feathers of gold lead to your mind I fallow your soul hoping our love I will find A mirror of our thoughts reflect between our bodies Shining the light through what we want Showing us how to get to an easier spot Leaves glow orange and red in an empty night Shining the way to a place of so much mite I traveled so far to watch us grow But when I arrived at this field of happiness I found you never showed I gave all of my heart and trust to your loving eyes Now all I hold on to are lonely tears of our forgotten times To~Jacob <The First Time You Hurt Me> CopyRight 2004 Mallory Stroop |
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| Last Update: 1\20/04 |