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Chelsea

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Author's note: This is actually a song I just wrote so it probably sounds too repetitive to read, but I thought I'd send it in anyway, since songs are just poetry to music.

Chelsea,
I've got a secret,
I've got the answer,
It came from you

Chelsea,
My head's all messed up,
I'm scrambled words,
In a riddle book

Chelsea,
My body's aching,
My tongue keeps slipping,
"I'm missing you"

And I have learned:
You're all I sought;
I never thought
I'd be loving you

Chelsea,
My brain's a boulder,
Its storms are stories,
It only whispers now

Chelsea,
My heart's a king,
It screams your name,
Come back home

Chelsea,
My dreams can draw you,
But smoke and mirrors
Are not enough

And I have learned:
You're all I sought;
I never thought
I'd be loving you

But here I am,
And I'm loving you

 

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