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She sits in the rocking chair steadily rocking, to and fro She peers down into her arms Knowing she won't ever let go blowing gentle kisses from her lips She trails her hand lightly over silken blankets with over bitten fingertips She dreams of lazy walks in parks of sunshine and reading little books after bath at bedtime She fantasizes about golden hair and pretty skirts about skipping time and graduation until it almost hurts She completely breaks with reality, testing faith against mortality She sits in the rocking chair steadily rocking, to and fro She peers down into her empty arms Knowing she won't ever let go
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 3:03 AM UTC
no more, (baby)
She sits in the rocking chair steadily rocking, to and fro She peers down into her arms Knowing she won't ever let go blowing gentle kisses from her lips She trails her hand lightly over silken blankets with over bitten fingertips She dreams of lazy walks in parks of sunshine and reading little books after bath at bedtime She fantasizes about golden hair and pretty skirts about skipping time and graduation until it almost hurts She completely breaks with reality, testing faith against mortality She sits in the rocking chair steadily rocking, to and fro She peers down into her empty arms Knowing she won't ever let go
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Oct 28, 2015
Oct 28, 2015 at 3:03 AM UTC
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