If I was a star, Id shine for you.
If I was a bird, Id fly for you.
If I was a bee, Id sting for you.
All these things, and so many more,
These are things Id do for you.
Id be an angel; Id save my soul,
To be with you until were old.
Id sit upon a mountain, so high.
Id jump, like a baby bird trying to fly.
All these things, and so many more,
These are things Id do for you.
I would be your saving grace,
The smile flittering upon your face.
I would be your shining star,
If I could be yours I wouldnt stray far.
But of all the things I would do,
I wouldnt sell my soul for you.
I wouldnt change my favourite song,
Or lie to you, so Id be wrong.
I would float upon a lake,
But I wouldnt leave my skin to bake.
I love you too, so here are my words for you
No matter how much Ill always love you,
I wont let you own me, or hurt me or throw me.
All these things and so many more,
These are things I do for me.













Comments
-Ashton
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However committed to their work, photographers can only address the viewer who wants to see.
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Sarah!!
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Sarah!!
The whole concept and the way it's written.
as said above indeed you can write!
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Sarah!!
But I wouldnt leave my skin to bake.
Are you suggesting witch-trials here?
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You never push a noun against a verb without trying to blow up something. - H.L. Mencken
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Sarah!!
This work of art has been featured in my journal.
Wonderfull piece
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