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Feb 12
i used to write about beautiful things
like sunsets and beaches, dewdrops on leaves
crisp pages in a new paperback
a mother's love towards her child

i still write about beautiful things
but my perspective has changed to
the twisted beauty of
faking smiles and teardrops on cheeks
lonely roads leading nowhere
a happy childhood, now a distant memory
Written by
nyleda  F/over the rainbow
(F/over the rainbow)   
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