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in the pitch black dark on that old park bench
that day i slipped on a beautiful banana peel
and fell, fuzzy head over worn out heels,
in crazy carnival ride love with you.
i was never as happily confused as the night we met.
i couldn't think through the pounding deja vu in my head.
in my bones, i knew, it was as real as it could get
in the pitch black dark on that old park bench.
and fell, fuzzy head over worn out heels,
in crazy carnival ride love with you.
i was never as happily confused as the night we met.
i couldn't think through the pounding deja vu in my head.
in my bones, i knew, it was as real as it could get
in the pitch black dark on that old park bench.
Published 11th Aug 2017
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14th Aug 2017 5:57pm
'i was never as happily confused as the night we met' - !!
Something about this piece made me smile. Enjoyed reading it :)
Something about this piece made me smile. Enjoyed reading it :)
