One for the Strange
Don’t cry don’t cry you’ll make it out alright.
For your dreams and your thoughts treat you so well.
Stood at the edge with a smile shining bright.
As the wind whispered past she tripped and fell.
Mind, body, soul keep a person in tact.
Whats with the dark eyes on a kind, bright day.
Walking down the road never once looked back.
I would have been foolish to ask you to stay.
Now that you know, what will the answer be.
Look my way with some gentle, loving care.
The mind can get deep, deep as the blue sea.
She’s in tune with self, self love got her there.
One day at a time, we can make it work.
Just choose wisely, a life with many perks.
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