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I got a funny feeling we missed a page or two somehow Ohh-ohhhh, Cinderella, maybe you could help us out Does the shoe fit you now
Through the years and the kids and the jobs
Hey hey, Cinderella, what's the story all about
We're older but no more the wise -- suzy bogguss -- |
Home Someone ran away with the stars in her eyes. They took them from their places where they rest there, dancing when she smiles. I've never seen them this way. The glow in her coconut milk skin has lost the warmnth of the tropics and become bland as soured milk. The fire in her voice, the heat of her soul all put out by cold, hateful words. Part of me wants to take the blame for all of this even when she tells me I didn't cause it. Hearing her say that she just doesn't care any more breaks my heart in ways many will never understand. She's always cared before, even when it hurt. Something's hurt her deeply. It makes me want to find it, or who, and tear it apart. "I'm home now, I'm sorry I was so far gone. I wish I could fix it all, take it all away.... all your painful memories of yesterday. I love you." N.
Brief - 2007-07-05
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