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Oct 5
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me high,
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me back and forth,
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me so i can taste being free
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me away from the horrors of the world
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me towards the peaceful, clear, endless sky
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me back to childhood, where everything was exhilarating and pure
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me to paradise
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me away.
the only escape i have is in the park where i feel free once again, before reality of the world surfaced and snatched my innocence away...
Written by
Amy  F/UK
(F/UK)   
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