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By Em Hatemore Date: 2011 Nov 22 Comment on this Work [[2011.11.22.12.13.28486]] |
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You stood on the stage Underneath the flashing lights I sipped my drink Sitting cross-legged front and center The first notes Of my favorite song played I sat up straighter To pay close attention Your band nailed the song And your singer asked for my approval He bowed to me Telling me you all worked hard To learn my favorite song You said I love you Into your microphone I smiled so much it hurt I blushed ten shades of red I looked around the bar Realizing you do it all for me And I cannot thank you enough For giving me your everything |