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There once was a strange land Long long ago If was made by a girl A child full of woe Winds always howl And the sky is always green Grass is never cut And the stars are always seen She made this world A home in her mind But the only beings there Are the forgotten kind The dreams of a little girl Who loathed the real world Her parents were never there So she made beings who were always fair She played with these folk In the meadows of her mind She made these people just She made them so kind But then she got older And saw the hate of the world The beings in her mind Mirrored this unfold Their desires grew darker Their motives were skewed They criticized the girl Only negatives they spewed How she isnt pretty How she was a mistake They used to give love But now they only take The girl became calloused From the voices in her mind The voices that spread hate That used to be so kind I am the girl The girl of strange kind The voices are in my head They are many, you will find I miss that world Of green sky and strong wind The world of my making A world without sin But I know this is a lie For sin is everywhere In the mind of a child In the words of a prayer So I pray now God bring me back there To the word of green sky To where everything was fair
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC
A Strange Land
There once was a strange land Long long ago If was made by a girl A child full of woe Winds always howl And the sky is always green Grass is never cut And the stars are always seen She made this world A home in her mind But the only beings there Are the forgotten kind The dreams of a little girl Who loathed the real world Her parents were never there So she made beings who were always fair She played with these folk In the meadows of her mind She made these people just She made them so kind But then she got older And saw the hate of the world The beings in her mind Mirrored this unfold Their desires grew darker Their motives were skewed They criticized the girl Only negatives they spewed How she isnt pretty How she was a mistake They used to give love But now they only take The girl became calloused From the voices in her mind The voices that spread hate That used to be so kind I am the girl The girl of strange kind The voices are in my head They are many, you will find I miss that world Of green sky and strong wind The world of my making A world without sin But I know this is a lie For sin is everywhere In the mind of a child In the words of a prayer So I pray now God bring me back there To the word of green sky To where everything was fair
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Nov 11, 2015
Nov 11, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC
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