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amazing grace

[a/n: i shouldn't say who this is written for, in case she ever stumbles across it... let's just call her the living proof of my bisexuality.]

your eyes were the color of the ocean on a cloudy foggy day
and your hair was like golden silk thread.
your lips were pink and curled in a peculiar way
and i cannot get you out of my head.

you liked to wear crazy-patterned socks that came up to your knees
and long skirts that spun when you'd twirl.
i suppose my heart was robbed and someone gave you the keys
though i didn't think i could love a girl.

you once made me a CD of a personalized playlist
of all the bands you wanted me to know.
but all of your love for me vanished the night we kissed
because the next morning you wanted to go.

i shouldn't cry when i listen to your CD nowadays
but all it makes me think of is pain.
i'm fourteen and i don't care what anyone says
you trampled my heart for your gain.

so here i am lying shattered on the kitchen floor
wanting you back by my side.
but i know it could not be as it was before
unless we checked our tongues and lied.

goodbye, amazing grace, you beautiful lovely goddess
goodbye, amazing grace, you homophobic bitch.
goodbye, amazing grace, you future head abbess
goodbye, amazing grace, you heartless witch.