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Nightingale

There live a girl, oh yes, a girl Head so big with one thing Intoxicated by every full moon She likes the light from the moon's beam Everyday she wanders, oh yes, she wanders Downtown London, where she finds life in the streets She waltzes down alleys, backdoor galleries And practice losing her virginity She stole away, oh yes, she stole away Like a thief in the night she borrows Borrows the innocence of others While lie the rest left in sorrow There live a girl, oh yes, a girl Who possess a trusting wink One quick glance, trapping trance Then she's in the wind before you blink.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 6/4/2014 6:35:00 AM
Wonderful Ballad,Kira. You paint a very vivid picture. I swear I would recoginize her if I saw her on t he street. bfn Laianie
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Date: 6/2/2014 8:40:00 PM
Very witty - I enjoyed this very much!
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Date: 5/2/2014 10:32:00 PM
A wonderful rad , Thank you for sharing .
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Date: 4/30/2014 1:52:00 PM
I love the melody to this poem... The second stanza describes my poem Whitewash in a way...I really love how this was written..excellent job with it. Great imagery as well. Its a bit sad, because thats the life of survival for certain individuals. I'll be waiting for your next write my poetic friend.
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Date: 4/20/2014 4:37:00 PM
I liked this lyrical write, great job!!
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Kira Price
Date: 4/21/2014 6:38:00 PM
Thanks so much!