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mallory done sang her song and then we tripped into the dawn and hit our heads on the way. mallory made up a tune that lasted us 'til the afternoon into the night. we were lead astray.
then she sang a broken ode and rode her bike on down the road to somewhere she never wanted to stay. now i can't say another word but then again i never heard the song she left me with that day.
i've written tracks for paisley girls but mallory occupies her own world - far, far away in the third creep dimension. noon, she took out both my eyes; i followed her to another sunrise - listen for the train at the station.
when she sang in harsher tones it cut like ice right through my bones but i am still carrying on. i look at these as brighter days... too tired to find the means or the ways. thank god for making me 'strong'. sometimes i feel i'm slipping down, and i see the fall before i hit the ground. and mallory sang her song.
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