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Let Me Sing For You

Let me sing for you The nightingale told the red hearted hibiscus With the golden lips No, Sir poet, replied the common flower Your lyric is complicated And I get hyperventilated Trying unravel both seduction and power Dear me, dear me, O dear me Sang the nightingale It is mistaken identity I sing the words that all birds use In my own meaning It is oversimplicity I use to mask the urgency of pain. I cannot live unless I sing O let me sing for you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 6/23/2012 3:10:00 PM
Very nice Mr Smalling !
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