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Fandom of the Pony-Nice · 11:13pm November 17th


I was not myself last night
Couldn't set things right
With my mind filled up with flowers

Written down as a cryin' clown
Who could only frown
And the play went on for hours

And as I lived my role
I swore I'd change my soul
For one love who would stand by me
And give me back the gift of laughter
One love who would remind me
And after talking much we'd…

Dream a bit of style
We'd dream a bunch of friends
Dream each others smile

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