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Oct 2013
Cy.
One day, we sat on a cliff's edge
scooping jelly shots out of cups--
fingers to greedy mouths.
We drank beer, Captain Morgan and Lucozade
and gradually got wasted
where no one could reach us.

I had been lost, and alone
and I found you buying chewing gum.
You said you were going to go climb,
like a child I begged to come with you.
We reached new heights,
approached the sky.

You told me things I'd never known,
I realised although although you looked strong
to me - you're a boy
with a heart full of love.
It shouldn't have suprised me
but I'd always thought you were unshakeable

and I love you Cy, I really do.
You make me feel OK, and
I'll never forget the day you became my brother
on the hill, with the whole world below us
gradually getting wasted
where no one could reach us.
Molly
Written by
Molly  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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