Happy Place

May 21, 2012
By evansmith BRONZE, Greenville, South Carolina
evansmith BRONZE, Greenville, South Carolina
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When your luck runs out
And the tides have turned
We you start to pout
And your stomach churns
Theres always that place
Where you can just go away
Whether here or space
Where you can comfortably lay
So close your eyes
And think real hard
Of bright blue skies
And a fresh green yard


The author's comments:
its where i go when i get sad

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