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by Caity May 20, 2009 category : Life, society / other
Dancing with you Sing with you Crying with you Growing with you Dancing with you Singing with you Crying with you Growing with you Dying with you, I danced with you, In your back yard, The lights were low and you were on guard. I sang with you, In my bathroom, The water ran and the bubbles were my costume. I cried with you, In the bright white room, The beeping caused my head to pound. I grew with you, In out neighborhood, I always knew that you understood. I danced with you, In the dancing hall, The gold bands glinted and my mamma all she did was bawl. I sang with you, In the pink room, She blinked her sleepy eyes and every day she seemed to bloom. I cried with you, In our big house, She had borrowed my light blue blouse. I grew with you, In that small town, Everyday was a challenged and baby you would win the crown. I died with you, In the end, We always did like to pretend.