Broken Glass

eliot (c)2007

produced / mixed ~ frank montoya

 

 

I'm not beautiful, I'm not tall

and all, I know your there but where

I cover myself and I go

searching for words in the snow

what if I wait for the spring

when everything easier seen....green

 

I plucked a flower in my head

burn the seeds

but I, want you to know that I've been

laughter I tumble within,

searching for pearls in the snow

she's not the only one no

lost everything that I was

 

broken broken broken glass

 

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