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Ever since I was a child,
I’ve turned it over in my mind.
I sang by that piano, tore my yellow dress and,
Cried and cried and cried.
And I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen,
To undo what has been done.
Turn off all the lights,
Let the morning come.
1 comment on born again
helen-cherry February 15, 2014
This is perfect.
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