My elusive
Smile
Hides my joy
What a wonder
Here they are
Playing
Dancing
Singing in tight harmony
Something I know I'll never do
Distant
More by Inez Folklore
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She sat on a bench in the park
She sat on a bench in the park when I passed her and I said
Who are you waiting for and she said
He’ll come
He’ll come and I left and I came back and she was still there
He’ll come
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Do you see the world as a poem
Do the see the world as a poem
Do you see it like I do?
Do the words slip through your fingers
Do they slip before you can open your eyes?
Do they slip like I did
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Denial
It was real hard
To cry until I saw the altar
I just couldn’t believe it,
Ya know. ?
These kinda things happen to
Other people, not her
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