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Nov 2013
There's this burning light inside of me
The one they try to dim
This same light that wakes me up
And keeps me tied to him.
But like the anchor that holds my ship
Keeps me held up to the ground
Is the same anchor they've buried deep
Put to sleep without a sound.
This boat has sailed with the light turned off
This keeper is asleep for now
Your ships can do without the house
Just stick your sights up on the bow.
So when your people crash and burn
And you're lusting for my light
I guess you'll wish you had it back
Before you put me out that night.
Kirsten Lovely
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