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Happy

I found a box under your bed

you seem ashamed of what it said

I covered my eyes, though it's no surprise

I knew it was there all along

 

If I tie this note onto a string

will you lift your voice with it and sing?

Our hands coalesce, it's what we do best

Grow to make a better song

 

I'm sorry it had to happen to you

I'd take it all if I could choose

Just put it on me, so I can see you

With your family

Laughing and joking, happy

You'd be happy

 

Just put it all on me

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candide-bailey
American
Published
Nov 4, 2013
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