Sparkling Twilights
In a field of life
I'm just moving along
Nothing special but nothing wrong
Just some counting crows
And reading a book that nobody knows
I don't need to smile artificial
I'm just closing my eyes
And enjoying the times
As the days roll by and become one
All in all they seem pretty fun
And I'll stay bad ass
Like a chick on her run
No need for despair with the wind in my hair
And a smile that's not artificial.
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