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Think of Me
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Sorrow, and slashes of pain If you think of me, then please imagine rosebuds
For thorns are always part of who I am
Or maybe little sparrows that have fallen
From the high perch over there that was their nest.
If you think of me, think of teardrops that are falling
Like uncontrollable mirrors of the past
Kisses may sound sweet if you imagine
But mine are whisper soft and non-existent.
If you think of me, think of lakes that are always placid
They may be deep, that you may almost drown
Or maybe imagine a beautiful cliffside
It can be the gate to where we should belong.
If you think of me, I'd want it to be salvation
But if it pains the heart, then I would understand
A crying soul is always complicated
So just think of me whichever way you can.
