I am not the only traveler
Who has not repaid his debt
I've been searching for a trail to follow again
Take me back to the night we met.
And then I can tell myself
What the hell I'm supposed to do
And then I can tell myself
Not to ride along with you.
I had all then most of you
Some and now none of you
Take me back to the night we met
I don't know what I'm supposed to do
Haunted by the ghost of you
Oh, take me back of the night we met.
When the night was full of terrors
And your eyes filled with tears
When you had not loved me yet
Oh, Take me back to the night we met.
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BEAUTY ON A BUDGET
Short StoryI thought the world was once all peopled with princesses, and my heart will beat to heat their loves and their distress and many quiet nights in slumber sweet and deep, the pretty fairy people would visit me in sleep
