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If You Love Something, Let It Go..
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Only On a Sunday....
But you were never mine to begin with
My tiny love
You belonged between tall buildings with
graffiti
On streets that took us to coffee shops,
music venues, and book stores
You were born for the doors that swung open and
no one was there to hold them
I could not clip you down,
my brave dove
you were too beautiful
to be mine
I couldn't smile with my teeth
I grew up that way
You could have been more thoughtful
less selfish
but mermaids don't need land
and they ain't got to be sorry about it
It's their nature
It's yours
You had to be free
because the world was always yours
I was just too ugly to be a part of it
