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Jan 2013
I threw your heart out to sea
Just to see if it would drown.
I carried the weight and pole,
Fishing for that blue soul.

This is the house of mystery
And your the guessing game.

Just as you caught the world
Old Atlas strung and stronge.
Ignited a blooming flower
With love and merry song.

But today I'm traveling on,
Traveling on.
wandabitch
Written by
wandabitch  Promethea
(Promethea)   
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