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within Zieglerville, pennsylvania
genuine snow white hair
upon her noggin doth adorn,
perhaps she will divulge to me (in private)
after i croon (to said lass),
the melody of Jimmy Crack Corn
A boat breaks down with every crash of the ocean's waves The salt is a catalyst carving in the wood, Small and detailed caves Sail is ripped and battered the treasures of the boat in the water they are scattered
Words
i don't care,
if this is ever seen
i dont care
if my words connect
if there is an effect
i don't care if it is praised high
or looked down
all i care
I forgot how much it hurts to lay it all on the line.
To open your heart up only to be denied.
I know it's not the end,
but the wound is deep.
When something magical comes to life,
don't let it slip by.
