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The sun now shines brightly All my work now behind me As I travel with an anticipation All my Sunrise days are free As a chorus of harmonic misfits All gather and collect In a field full of love As all my friends old and new Join me in their golden  thread As we sparkle as we tread I met a gentle Irish girl who's eye's held me softly While she tentatively listened To the music play Before she retired that day From a distant different World far far away I saw her hold  her flute Cherishing it so sweetly As she poured her love So very deeply How I loved the way She held her flute The sky a glowing orange In the dead of that  night What an amazing sight As the stars rattled and clattered The heavens a pin ball machine But why when I see all of this Dos my heart say I MISS As I look back and see The way the Irish girl   Held her flute   This is just Ritz glitz ,  razzmatazz A superficial and chemical reaction If I could only let her know How much I saw you The way you held your flute May you be blessed And the heavens with you With every caution you took For I      ,                 saw you ! As I cried with every pill I took As I danced and cried And danced and cried For I took your love And like a fine china I smashed it to pieces And ground it into Pills , pills , pills Give me more pills Because who gives a **** when you are on this **** And who the ***** Camilla anyway The gladness that I do now cling Is that she could not follow me As she is a bright butterfly That dances and play Soaked in the light of day And I am the dull moth Lost in her darkness Attracted to the artificial light That burns through my soul As I am all burning up And it is so **** hot yeah mate yeah mate I do not regret As the world I live   Is full of friends and wonder   But i can still carry regrets And careful of artificial light Because I would Love to know her flute For she understood I could tell The way she held her flute
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
Artificial light
The sun now shines brightly All my work now behind me As I travel with an anticipation All my Sunrise days are free As a chorus of harmonic misfits All gather and collect In a field full of love As all my friends old and new Join me in their golden  thread As we sparkle as we tread I met a gentle Irish girl who's eye's held me softly While she tentatively listened To the music play Before she retired that day From a distant different World far far away I saw her hold  her flute Cherishing it so sweetly As she poured her love So very deeply How I loved the way She held her flute The sky a glowing orange In the dead of that  night What an amazing sight As the stars rattled and clattered The heavens a pin ball machine But why when I see all of this Dos my heart say I MISS As I look back and see The way the Irish girl   Held her flute   This is just Ritz glitz ,  razzmatazz A superficial and chemical reaction If I could only let her know How much I saw you The way you held your flute May you be blessed And the heavens with you With every caution you took For I      ,                 saw you ! As I cried with every pill I took As I danced and cried And danced and cried For I took your love And like a fine china I smashed it to pieces And ground it into Pills , pills , pills Give me more pills Because who gives a **** when you are on this **** And who the ***** Camilla anyway The gladness that I do now cling Is that she could not follow me As she is a bright butterfly That dances and play Soaked in the light of day And I am the dull moth Lost in her darkness Attracted to the artificial light That burns through my soul As I am all burning up And it is so **** hot yeah mate yeah mate I do not regret As the world I live   Is full of friends and wonder   But i can still carry regrets And careful of artificial light Because I would Love to know her flute For she understood I could tell The way she held her flute
This is different it is about an experience I had recently you may get lost half way through but it will soon make sense . I was a bit nervous that it would come over judgmental I really hope it does not . And it really is an experiment. I think I wrote to just try and clear my head probably not great
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Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
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