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Oct 2014
Swinging on a swing
Playground buzz all around
All alone
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Now she can ride a bike
So much later than when everyone else could
But she rides it everyday after school
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Climbing high on a tree
Can't get back down
A chattering crowd forms and teachers need to intervene
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Friends turn on friends
And what shoes you wear matters
She doesn't like growing up
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Her uncle buys her a sketchbook
She draws people, some crying, some smiling
In the back corner of her junior high lunchroom
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First day of high school
Wearing the outfit she took forever to pick out
So many faces, so much noise, a new world
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First date, and it feel like she's floating
A smile she can't shake until
He finds someone prettier than her
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New boy who takes things slow
First kiss with his hands wrapped around her waist
A whole new kind of face to face
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Graduation
A dress that slaughtered her father's wallet
Bittersweet goodbyes
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Boy promises to write
They go off to separate colleges
But slowly grow apart
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She hangs up the phone
After telling him tearfully it was too hard to keep up
And they stay friends but distant
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Then one day not-so-little-anymore-girl
Is walking her dog early before sunrise back in her hometown holding down a job out of college
She's always been a morning person when her high school love stops her with his smile the way he used to
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After the breakup halfway through college
Due to circumstances the feelings come rushing back
And numbers are exchanged before dawn breaks
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White veil and red roses
Another dress to break dad's wallet
But she Is beautiful as the love she has for the groom, her high school love
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Finally can afford a real nice house
Two little boys playing in the big yard
A little ******* her hip, daddy with his arm around mommy like he used to back in high school
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Daddy comes home from the doctor one day
She is in a screaming match with her youngest little girl who has just turned 13
Daddy has news. One of these days, he won't be coming home ever again
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Mommy gets a call after tucking the kids in
She drives recklessly to the hospital
But when she arrives they can't find any life in him
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Kids grow up strong and healthy
Beautiful children who raise another generation of beautiful children
She is a grandmother, but she misses the would-be grandpa every second until one day she comes back from the doctor... numbered days left on her life
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Swinging on a swing
Front porch in silence  
All alone

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Ember Evanescent
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Ember Evanescent  I live In books + my mind
(I live In books + my mind)   
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