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For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild
There was a promise to keep that I had now ignored for a while
My promise to grow old and weary, yet not let that child in me die of ghosts today, this world so eerie
Those days went when they said time to grow up; or hadn’t come yet
Lay there on the same field of green where now it’s hay the cows are fed
Getting bruised was a business i attended daily, scars so deep, now I get them rarely
There was school where classes I could miss none, same sanctuary where they taught fun
Stood there I, a boy, with a broken toy, no place for joy, and now I coy
A gem to those roses I called, call friends, spoken sadly cause it all comes to an end
Sanctuary there were so many to find, arms of a man, woman’s lap, a hand, and now grind
Boy who stood by the hay, gay, rejoice, who had a choice, the boy who blurred into his toys
Dressed me up as she did her doll, when my age she was, my fairy, my mother all,
I lay beneath the ground now, for me, it hasn’t been long now,
Suited like the man I hoped I become, suited now to be relaxed, as I am gone
Covered me with dust in all that coffin rust, so long to you, for now I rest
A promise I ignored to keep and in the end broken, best kinds are the ones which are not chosen
For it was yesterday when the garden was green and I could circle it, run wild, it was yesterday when I was a child
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