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And all my feelings
All the words I have to say
The music carries
In notes they float away
And about the room Im watching them
In circles they dance
Telling you nothing but everything at once
Like when I speak
But I'm not expecting you to understand anything
Your ignorance is amusing me for now
You are unfortunately glorious
As you sit upon your perch watching me play
What do you think of your unruly girl
Copyright © Tanika Cooks | Year Posted 2007
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