Daises Wilt In the Shadows of Eve
Daisy of the darkened night
Spirits lifted by the day
But to her dismay
Her petals wilt
Into a tight
Corner of deep thoughts
The world says she is nothing
And worthless to all
Theses words to you maybe small
But to her they crawl in her mind
And makes a high pitched sound like a telephone ring
That stops and goes and breaks apart
When the rain falls she hears every drop
And her mind just can not take the sound
Going round and around
In her trembling head
She tells herself to stop
And try to be sane
But when she is alone
She whispers a silent tune
About the goddess of the moon
And Jupiter and Juana
Because there love has been stone-
D. Of lying and sinning
Her life seems to weep
When all time passes
Her thinking of love but the steps of people harasses
Her to sleep and she thinks of life in dreadful way
But when she is asleep
She dreams of a Hero
And this Hero in her dreams
Saves her in her doubt
And gets her on the right rout
To a place where milk and honey lies
And the seams
Of dresses are made of gold
The Heros words
Were charming and kind
And the words to describe them are hard to find
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