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Paper Towel
by
Karen {Zulu}
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I feel used-up and thrown-away
Like a paper towel from Yesterday
That was used to wipe away
Ten thousand tears from Yesterday
(fairy godmother grant me a wish)
(wishes wistful wishes, ahhh)
I feel faded-out and put-away
Like a photograph of Yesterday
Magenta often fades away
When faced with stares of Yesterday
(bring me a golden dish)
(ahhhhhh)
I cried my eyes out Yesterday
Like a child who cannot play
With the broken toys from Yesterday
Torn-up, shattered, blown-away
(full of wishes I can wish)
(wishing wishful wishes, ahhh)
I tried to sleep through Yesterday
Closed my eyes as I did pray
My golden dream of Yesterday
Paper towel used and thrown-away
(for golden wishes in a golden dish)
(away away away... ahhhhhhhh way)
(shattered, tattered, blown away, magenta dream of yesterday... ahhh)
For all the victims and their families.
Leftover LyriX (Zulu)
Peace,
Karen (Zulu)
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