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She sits on the swing-set with dancing eyes,
Preying upon their smiles and little lies.
Fingers curl on her lap, bare feet swaying,
While she hums of them and thinks of playing.

Denim-colored pants and chains at her waist,
She's smiling secrets, giving them a taste.
Cheek pressed against the steel of that small swing,
She's hissing her kindness when they'd not sing.

"I'm not the one that's lying," she proclaims.
She is well versed in their clever mind games.
"I remain the same; you see as you please."
They are their own fame and always on their knees.

She laughs at nightfall, though her shade remains.
She bathes in rainfall that mars her in stains.
"I'll be smiling tomorrow," she murmurs
As she keeps at bay her weak heart's tremors.

"Swing higher, higher! And up to the sky!
And way up in the clouds, I'll never die..."

Description

She sits on the swing-set with dancing eyes,
Preying upon their smiles and little lies.
Fingers curl on her lap, bare feet swaying,
While she hums of them and thinks of playing.

Denim-colored pants and chains at her waist,
She's smiling secrets, giving them a taste.
Cheek pressed against the steel of that small swing,
She's hissing her kindness when they'd not sing.

"I'm not the one that's lying," she proclaims.
She is well versed in their clever mind games.
"I remain the same; you see as you please."
They are their own fame and always on their knees.

She laughs at nightfall, though her shade remains.
She bathes in rainfall that mars her in stains.
"I'll be smiling tomorrow," she murmurs
As she keeps at bay her weak heart's tremors.

"Swing higher, higher! And up to the sky!
And way up in the clouds, I'll never die..."