My words don't travel far, they tangle in my hair and tend to go nowhere.
They grow right back inside, right past my brain and eyes into my stomach juice where they don't serve much use, no healthy calories, nutrition values
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They grow right back inside, right past my brain and eyes into my stomach juice where they don't serve much use, no healthy calories, nutrition values
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Now that I tenderly hug your belly more often than before, I can hear those words... unheard by so many, just floating there, waiting.
Somehow, I can trace all their way back, thru your eyes and brain and hair, to the place where they began, where they meant something.
And I'm so glad that nobody else cares, nobody else sees, nobody else hears...because I have fallen in love with those words, words directly from your deep, precious heart
I wove you (I wolve you)
My heaven, my sky, my ever-shining star~
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