January 2011
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Daughter of the Moment
she laid there in her bed
and she slightly swayed her head
whispering beneath her breath
I couldn’t make out what she said
she laid there in her bed
and she gently swayed her head
watering beneath my skin
the visions that she bled
I couldn’t escape her sadness
I could not escape her charm
I couldn’t escape her blessing
I could not escape her harm
I was cast into the oceans of the...
