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May 2013
Baby*                              
Sweetie                
Pr­incess

Snake your way into my heart
With sweet nicknames
Make me drunk on it
All the lies I want to hear

Baby                        
Sweetie          
Princess

Snake your way in
Take what you want
Then leave without a peep
Quietly leave me to my memory

Baby                
Sweetie      
Princess

Depend on me
You promise
Depend on me
You couldn’t trust the last one
But you can trust me
You can… always trust me

Baby          
Sweetie    
Princess

Slithering in and slithering out
Charming and chasing and running away
Feeling and loving and changing your mind
And always naming me

Baby      
Sweetie  
Princess

Even as you can hear the tears falling down my face
And the angry fumes in my voice

Baby
Sweetie
Princess

I am not a princess
I am a queen
Passed down from many others before
I stand and breathe your  air
But I am not the same as you
I am no sweetie
No baby
I am a storm
Michael Grace
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Michael Grace
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