Like pan-cake, a head so round,
Like best friends, me and sorrow,
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Am feeding my mind,
On a kilogram of thoughts.
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When the cook craws,
The sleepy sun will rise,
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Like the setting sun,
So tender and peaceful,
Into my tomb ill sink,
Saying' bye'to sweet nature.
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Here's to that girl,
Who grows younger,
Day after day,
Year after year.
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She's a girl I know,
Like giraffe she's high,
A pretty face that smiles.
Because shes pretty,
Everyone wants to help.
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With these eyes closed,
Your a smile away.
Deep within me,
I feel you breath.
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