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by elise Apr 24, 2006 category : Love, romance / new love
Like a tree bows to no one, standing rigid and tall, I will not be slapped, and by myself will fall. Like a cat licks its wound, and time will not stand still, I will learn to live alone, I swear to the stars I will. Like a waterfall will dive, and all the fish then bow, Pain will not elude me here, it will run from me now. Like a garden that will grow, when a rabbit eats its sprouts, Like a child who loses wins, and goes into the corner and pouts. I will not stand for it, there will be no regret, I will not gamble my life away, and leave them all to bet. So listen to me now reader, there is no way to tell, That I will live in misery or love, or drink from a wishing well.