Can you retrieve this memory from long ago, from when you was 5 or 7? ...when your small world seemed boundless and safe.
And then one day your mom was really, really mad at you. And as you were looking at her the only thing you felt was that she doesn't love you anymore.
so, with dignity you leave :)
And then, alone, in your room, you do nothing, deafening nothing. and you just lay there and cry, queitly.
And then, alone, in your room, you do nothing, deafening nothing. and you just lay there and cry, queitly.
And you just feel ABANDONED. Just.. misarable.
The end of the world, man!
this is how I miss home.
Dancing bears. Painted wings.
Things I almost remember.
And a song someone sings.
Once upon a December.
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully.
Across my memory...
Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully.
Across my memory...
Far away,long ago.Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart. Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...
And a song. Someone sings
Once upon a December
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