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By Farrah Submitted by twisted_lie Date: 2017 Nov 13 Comment on this Work [[2017.11.13.05.46.17521]] |
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Pennies in a fountain My feet they still touch the ground, My feelings under control, Then again my head's in the clouds, I wouldn't confess a word at all, I threw all my pennies in a fountain, I wished on a thousand shooting stars, wishes pile up like a mountain, Why is Mars so far? I wouldn't confess a word at all, That meeting you made all the walls around me fall. My heart you can hear it , it's pounding I stand like a flower on the wall, Lost between all the surrounding, My name I want you to call, I cast many spells but who's counting, Hard to catch, you're a shooting star, The spells must've been around thousand, But I'd never change who you are I wouldn't confess a word at all, That meeting you made this empty heart whole. |