can you remember, it was just the other day,
though it feels like it should of been over a hundred years ago.
when glass dancing ponies that shimmered like ice,
scavenged to mix milk with sugar and left over rice.
we built a fortress beneath clean white sheets,
create a bomb shelter that bombs won't defeat.
and it was so nice
cause you were so nice
and we were so nice
tiny pieces my hearts sacrifice.
you produced me from a citrus seed,
that a bird dropped at your feet.
you were mold in a petri dish.
but you grew, as mold tends to do,
into something sweet.
and it was so nice
cause you were so nice
and we were so nice
into pieces my hearts sacrifice.
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