.
the prairie girl
on stage
sings from her heart
.....it isn’t great
but it’s okay (you know?)
.....she is me
once upon a time
she ‘s okay i tell her
but she pretends not to hear
.....wants to see the blood
with her own eyes
.....wants to see the pain
on the pavement
(as long as it’s not hers.)
the lights are on
in his garden
.....again
i smile as i try
to reach the stars
.....in the sky
with my toes
(almost!)
.
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