Dad just called our daughter back. Not a thing was mentioned about extra curriculum activity from stepmom. Anyway, my daughter wrote a poem tonight. Suddenly, she said, she was hit with inspiration. This is her poem:"the stars can see, but they won't say a word."
i feel the rain trickle down my face
this nashville skyline cannot erase all these thoughts,
all those doubts.
these memories that are planted in my head.
now inspiration is calling me, calling me out
on my all of my wrongs,
i give you this song.
god forbid we make it out of this alive.
now lets meet in the street
just give me one last taste of perfection
because that's what i see in you.
if only you knew what you do.
bring me hope, give me life.
we can make it through this strife.
darling,
i look into your eyes and see,
the epitome of beauty.
i'd give you the world, if only i had the key.
meet me at midnight,
on this road illuminated with streetlights,
we're bound to get caught at any moment,
so let's make one last scene.
stay with me, through this heat.
through trial, and torture, happiness can be achieved.
just as long as you stay with me.
you know i'm not one to be a hopeless romantic.
but im getting quite frantic,
shaking at the thought of losing the closest thing to perfect i'll ever get.
i know how i make you feel,
and its entirely surreal.
just meet me one last time under the moonlight.
we'll drive all night, into the sunrise
just as long as you stay mine.
tonight.

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