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Jul 2014
Nonchalant princess
Hibiscus absolutist
What you've got to give
And what you've got to say
Are two very different things

A press of the lips
Ten firing squads
We were never ones
To die on time

I'm looking
Into
My mind

Seeing the
Effortless
Frown

Passion
Is the color of
Cold

Blessed' bark tree
Spent apple orchard
Grow me woman
Grow me a child
I ain't going nowhere
Take a while

We are strangers
In a
Strange land

Where were going
No one
Can
Tell

Bring your notebook
Bring your shells
Bring your eye patch
Or
Whatever the Hell

Who needs a home, four walls,
A wooden fence?
Who needs a life lived
With one type of lense?

Make the money.
Make it plenty.
Take a step
From
Pretending.
I promise
It won't be that
Upsetting.

But it's true
These times are
Yours and mine
You took what you need
And I'll take what I need
But let's try together
To stay far away from that little devil
Named greed

Out on the ocean
Circling the bay
Was a grey and blue cloud
Covering the day
Written by
Mitchell
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