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Good morning to late hours of afternoon Stretching to morning light I grin to morning air Clean and clear I cleanse my mind of brown hair And hazel eyes Long fingers curling through mine The smoke of sleep clears and I untangle you from me Picking out the pieces of insanity Until I am whole And you are unseen Morning always brings light moods and emotions But goodnight to late hours of dark Parting is such sweet sorrow Until tomorrow Or more accurately, never again Tears of fire shine in freckles Across the black cheeks of midnight's sky The one lone eyes of the moon Stares down on me in wonder Questioning the good feelings of that morning I stare back And frown at season's critical gaze
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Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 8:42 PM UTC
Noon
Good morning to late hours of afternoon Stretching to morning light I grin to morning air Clean and clear I cleanse my mind of brown hair And hazel eyes Long fingers curling through mine The smoke of sleep clears and I untangle you from me Picking out the pieces of insanity Until I am whole And you are unseen Morning always brings light moods and emotions But goodnight to late hours of dark Parting is such sweet sorrow Until tomorrow Or more accurately, never again Tears of fire shine in freckles Across the black cheeks of midnight's sky The one lone eyes of the moon Stares down on me in wonder Questioning the good feelings of that morning I stare back And frown at season's critical gaze
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Sep 12, 2011
Sep 12, 2011 at 8:42 PM UTC
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