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May 2013
These ruins of this broken marriage
Can’t we pull away without a carriage?
You ran away from these troubles
I just sat around in those puddles
Afraid of being alone as you took off
Tied in knots like how we were first
Left to wonder what was so wrong
Darling, please don’t be gone

What was so bad that made you run?
How can we be so far from being done?
We have so much to say, so much to do
You stop yourself to close your eyes
Making everything of distant memories
You danced away into the darkness
Out of sight, out of mind
You are one of a kind
You’ll be those flower dancing girls I’ll never get over
I’m a mess my dear red rover
Come back to me, please
No more of this tease

Then you combed your hair onto your shoulders
Dropping your eyes onto me like boulders
Leaving this tender whisper in my ear
We’ll be together someday
Just waiting for the again day
Come back to me my dear
I promise, please don’t fear
She flees from the distance of the phone
Disappearing into the adventurous unknown
Listening for her voice to return
Checking for the redial turn
Waiting for my flower dancing girl
- T.G.
Tobias Graves
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