You will always have an excuse;
Isn't that right?
You'll play my emotions
So that I'll never doubt you.
Guess what?
Big guy, the tides are turning.
One day you'll be caught in the current.
I'll no longer be your little hatchling;
I'm storing up to become the biggest beast
You're soul ever quivered in fear before.
The Big One will bite back,
And if you don't back off,
Well, I reckon you'll drown.
"It's Growing."
4-9-2012
Amy
(oh my gosh, what's wrong with the formatting??? It's not supposed to be a paragraph like that! I've tried to fix it but it's not working! Eeep!)
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