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Sep 2015
little lady, little bird

with your broken wings

i don't know what you heard

but i can hear you sing

and if you listen to my words

maybe it won't sting

locked up in a cage

safe from the weather

tiny little rage

with your tiny little feather

the world's your stage

can we perform together?

stop looking around

you won't find the key

the chains are bound

i'm not letting you free

with thorns you're crowned

won't you stay with me?
Melissa
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Melissa  Memphis, TN
(Memphis, TN)   
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   --- and DaSH the Hopeful
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