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Grand Train//

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Lucky Seven//

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German Parkside//

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Sea blanket//

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Mountain Mama//

The youth of the mountains 

We watch our families fall apart 

Our families buried 6 ft under. 

How dare you come here with your thoughts of skyscrapers 

Your pretentious thoughts.

Mountain mama 

Dragging up and sliding down 

A jungle playground compared to your concrete jungle 

Mountain mama climbing trees and playing with the boys

Mountain mama fixing cars and riding bike

Mountain mama no ones baby just a helper in this mountain 

Mountain mama laughing in the face of danger

A little girl has lost her light.

Mountain mama the boys are off with their lovers 

Mountain mama the cars don't fix themselves 

Mountain mama papa can't bend down anymore 

Mountain mama, mamas not around 

Mountain mama wandering the streets to buy some booze and smoke.

Mountain mama has taken on a lover 

Mountain mama cries herself to sleep 

Mountain mama covers her bruises, they're not from falling from her bike anymore

Mountain mama dragging up and sliding down

Mountain mama lost her light.

Mountain mamas tired of this life

Mountain mama ran fast

Mountain mama remembered she was stronger than then boys 

Mountain mama no longer is the mountain mama 

Mountain mama found the light. 

Mountain mama headed to the sea

Mountain mama became just mama 

She loved the green and the smell of the mountains 

Mother nature held mama close to her and when it rained mama blossomed.

Mama found the light.

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Rebirth. 

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Rebirth

My heartbeat descends and feels like it's plummeting to the center of the earth. With every waking moment i've waited for this day. My bed is half empty The walls become blander And the rack that held your clothes does not tilt with weight anymore. Im stronger then I know for I have overcome the solace of being alone. I watch them all come and go but this hurts because I know it's what's best Not because love is a dangerous thing that played so many tricks on me but because I have finally found a love that held me and knew what I aspired to be.

I am sure this is not the end but only the beginning.

As you pack your things and get ready for your new life I am struck with the motivation to do the same and only then did I realize what you have done for me this whole time. Threw me a curve ball to build me up so I can achieve everything I want Out with the old in with the new and travel as light as a feather. I am a free spirit and you told me once you met me that I am meant to see it all.

I am sure this is not the end but only the beginning.

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