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She was a modest girl
Raised victorian but born a rebel
A freckled face and a quiet grace
And a will that few could equal
A young woman fire in her

dry
He knows
The what's and whies
The purpose for pain
Properly paints
The perfect picture
Framing its fractured fragments
To a freckled future
The Hope

but the
Freckled speckled kid I heckled 
Tried to tell the world the devil
Has the keys to the castle, if you 
Replicate or bifurcate, you 
Can’t relate

violin
Theres no strings or a bow now
Something about it resting under my chin
Makes a familiar sound

I miss you in your freckled skin
And I hope that I

FIGURE SKATING

Crinkled eyes cut white and blue
When I tickle your elbow crease
Find another way to loop
The tranquility it gave us

Freckled cheeks

the woman
that she was meant to be

feeling so loved tears of joy 
are streaming down 
smearing the make up
on her freckled face

black satin sheets
her life

You light the street up
With the sun down
I want your drunk texts
And your freckled eyes
Want your fake smoke
On the pool side
You keep my days full

perfume
Your sun kissed skin would make the flowers bloom

You
You

Your blonde hair blows me away
I'm glad to be here with you today
Your freckled face so

out but we each got a song
I see you now more than I did before
Your name is a conversation starter tattooed all over my freckled face
Sometimes I think

the nose ring and the Ford Focus and the hat back
Freckled face with the sweaty palms
With the chicken legs and the skinny arms
Never hear his voice no more

You rise over east
But you're not laying next to me
(Laying next to me)
I can't wait to see your
Sun-Kissed freckled face
In my dreams
But when I try

On the digging and displaying
For the angels a'fallen
God it's hard to be an angel
For the mods, the beatniks
The matchsticks and the freckled
For the catholics,

I do believe it's over
The wind is still; the trees are grown
Your freckled palms rest on my shoulder
And yet I feel I'm all alone

And you've taken

Looking up at the sky, freckled with stars
A village, frozen in time and space
Trailer parks, a land covered with scars
Well water that stinks

Pinpoints of light
The darkness is freckled
I welcome the night
Into my soul
This is how I take flight
On wings of silence
All of my might
Resides in

While I read the freckled braille on your back
My nails marked a red treble clef staff
Adjacent to your spine
And my fingers wrote a trembling melody
My

it’s a mountain to climb to put the sadness aside
Are you, are you good, dog? Just checking in on you
I know your emptiness is drawing freckled skin

recognize the half of it?

Oh, how our perception is damaged
We'd be better off smashing
These Rose Colored Glasses

This freckled, smart kid never got

feathers
Did you ever see a bigger sky
She sings la, la, la
Wherever she flies, though she tries to fly away

Down in the grove
All freckled light,

I still remember looking down upon your freckled face
Those blushed cheeks, that bashful smile, it all just hit a different way
I'd never loved

the clouds
Untie your hair from the waters below
(I'll) Hold her hand
Woah now! Tumbled tears, freckled fears
That you're yet to meet your promised land

of faded Polaroids
A freckled girl with sun-kissed braids and wild eyes

Memories sunk deep, secrets sunk deeper
All she knew was she had to leave here
Try

I'm fucking golden 
My signature of gratitude has always been a bold pen

Watching sunsets from the back of a car
Freckled brunettes sipping Pinot Noir

You speak with your brown eyes
Your freckled skin shines
You are a Goddess
You glow divine

And I'm glad
I met you in this life
Even though you're not