Everything was golden in the sun tinted light
Everything was perfect in my line of sight
Rays of sun deepened my skin
I was divine
Free of sin
My golden days were warm and fuzzy
Like a curled up sleeping bunny
But it was all just for show
Now it's time to go
The circus only visits through
It doesn't stay put like a zoo
So gone is my past bliss
My golden circus amiss
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Mind Heart Soul
PuisiWhat goes on in my mind. What I feel in my heart. What I experience with my soul.
