Nina Hall

If a dog is mans best friend
Then you were his woman shadow
For many years each footstep
Has been yours to follow
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And of what black barbs was this old flow
Of oil which constance with nothing to show
But reacting in a downward spiral vein
Direct to dull and stop a happy heart flame
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And its broken, .....not even desert in the night
Absorbed by the deepest of dynamite
But slow in exploding out ripping and stripping
And tearing of my everything over reality slipping
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The dull sun bore a whole in me
Starting like a mirrors fleeting flash
All bright and stark clean
The whisper of a hint in a dream
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A mark as thin and 2D as the foggy white
Reflected in prisms that wink and flash by
Respectfully bows its blue fathom head
To You
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What do these songs mean to me?
Bold print it on my ephergy
Burning love as proud and RED
Alight and reflecting your own head
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Once upon a thimble full I fell in love with green
The music shared and loved as a force of core nature
That only lives as a reward for passing poses
With imperfections and unserious divine spears
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Isn't it wonderful to live in a dream
To gaze at the life on all side of the stream
Just under the surface with view of the sky
Avoiding the depths and trying to fly
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Love, Love and throw it all in
Lock stock and christmas carol
To turn a barge around
From sinking into peril
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What are you my busy bee?
The singing salt water that cripples my tree
Faceless with ripples that vanquish my fear
Alone as a moon sitting quiet on a pier
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Why am I dying of love in a storm?
This players dream I do hate and scorn
I release a gasp of guilt free air
I clip the tear rusty barbed heart snare
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