Why the skies can be green
3/24/2014
To tell me you're not
Angel whispers
Just to kiss her
Just to miss her
Just to hold her tight
Honey, I thought
You were special
All along.
You played me well.
Now I hear myself say
You aren't after all-
Oh no, you aren't so
Special after all.
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