So fragile, so thin
a smile to my face is what she would bring.
Alone she found comfort if anything.
Now I see the path
I see the friends
I see how blissful she will be when it comes to the end.
We are the circus, clowns, contortionists,
dancing, spinning, twirls,
boys and girls.
We are the circus, clowns, contortionists
So fragile and so thin,
alone she found comfort if anything.
11/15/09
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