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Published: 2009-01-12 01:17:18 +0000 UTC; Views: 75; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 2
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the fields of beautya sure disguise
no more do i
repent
the fields of yesterday
seem so near
no longer do i
care
the disguise is coarse
and my teeth are now jagged
a slight of hand
handed to the back of the class
i heard a few things
whispering up those trees
the wind blows hard
when i'm not there
when i'm nowhere
the fields of beauty
a sure disguise
no more do i
repent
the fields of yesterday
seem so near
no longer do i
care
daunt crying
another game
when the dark's so white
it feels rather plain
rather tame
