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Cynthia, It's shine and bright outside Cynthia, hold this glass for a while Cynthia, make rainbow of white light Cynthia, let's go out for a while Cynthia, let's go where asphalt meets the sky Oh Cynthia, It turns hot as the sun rise Cynthia, don't burn your hands with fire inside Oh Cynthia, that's it for the times oh Cynthia, you already had 3 bottles of wine Oh Cynthia, Hold my shoulder, don't trip while standing don't fall with your face down Cynthia, I know glass gets heavy with time drop it or hold it is your choice Oh Cynthia, you dropped it to stay on your own 2 feets that's for the best I believe Oh Cynthia, let the shards stay where they fell you'll get blood hands if you try to.pick Oh Cynthia Brace yourself we haven't reached where we meant Cynthia, we will take different route next day Oh Cynthia, don't pick those shards now you'll get blood in your hands Oh Cynthia, I will find different pieces of broken I will make mosaic, as beautiful as the old Oh Cynthia don't cry we have a long ahead Though you'll take right I'll take left Oh Cynthia, that's enough of crying you already had 3 bottles of wine let's get you to bed Dear Cynthia , have a good night
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Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
Cynthia and glass
Cynthia, It's shine and bright outside Cynthia, hold this glass for a while Cynthia, make rainbow of white light Cynthia, let's go out for a while Cynthia, let's go where asphalt meets the sky Oh Cynthia, It turns hot as the sun rise Cynthia, don't burn your hands with fire inside Oh Cynthia, that's it for the times oh Cynthia, you already had 3 bottles of wine Oh Cynthia, Hold my shoulder, don't trip while standing don't fall with your face down Cynthia, I know glass gets heavy with time drop it or hold it is your choice Oh Cynthia, you dropped it to stay on your own 2 feets that's for the best I believe Oh Cynthia, let the shards stay where they fell you'll get blood hands if you try to.pick Oh Cynthia Brace yourself we haven't reached where we meant Cynthia, we will take different route next day Oh Cynthia, don't pick those shards now you'll get blood in your hands Oh Cynthia, I will find different pieces of broken I will make mosaic, as beautiful as the old Oh Cynthia don't cry we have a long ahead Though you'll take right I'll take left Oh Cynthia, that's enough of crying you already had 3 bottles of wine let's get you to bed Dear Cynthia , have a good night
Everything is a glass in its own way
#life#and#hopes#goals#broken#souls
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Jun 2, 2019
Jun 2, 2019 at 10:04 PM UTC
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