[Tyrana]: 64.Oh my goodness, I wrote poetry.poem four
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Started: 9/3/05 at 1:30 a.m.
Finshed: 9/3/05 at 3:40 a.m.
Stop right in here
Just line up right there
Turn to your left
If you want any chance of gettin' it right
But you'll never pass this test
Lay with me.
'Cause only the layers
Truly know exactly what's
Between all the bricks.
A tiny leaf
A ladybug
I'll find them all
For you, my love.
So just stop right there
Put your hands here
Turn to your right
If there's anything left.
If you want any chance of gettin' it right
If you want any chance...
Paint with me.
'Cause only the painters
Truly know exactly what's
Kissing the surface of the canvas.
Paint over them
Paint over them
But I'll find it all
For you, my love.
Why won't you hear?
Won't see that it's theirs.
They smile only on their left
There's no chance of gettin' this right.
You had your chance...
You lie to me.
But only the honest
Truly know exactly what's
Behind all the words.
Don't try so hard
To hide from me. To hide from...
A tiny leaf
Paint over them
A ladybug
Paint over them
I'd find them all
I'll find it all
But I'll leave them be
For you, my love.