Chapter six

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'Carvings in the crown'

I want a crown made of clay.
I want to see that smile on your face.
No more tears, or dirty lies.

Close your eyes and cease to listen to that vile song.
Lay your head upon my breast.
As long as hold joy, my cheeks will never rest.

Bearing a grin in your glory.
Be your never-ending wall to lean on.
I'll keep you safe in my arms.

I won't let go at dawn.
As long as I'm with you,
There is nothing can't do.
With you, I can face the impossible.

And Oh
That crown created of clay,
Means little until the day,
You understand what you do to me.

And oh, the smile on your face makes my heart race,
buda bump buda bump

My molecular chemistry is no lie,
I don't want to watch you cry.
Oh, that crown of clay can make you a rose.
And I promise forever,
I will be right here.

I won't let you fall,
I will hold you till you stop shaking at all.
You will always be safe in my arms.

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