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Thursday, September 25, 2014

Ballads of beauty. 10. "Listening to Paramore".

Not Afraid Anymore

You are the bomb, so blow
You are the jaw, so gnaw
I’m not afraid anymore
I’m swaggering on and on
Listening to Paramore
My denim is new
My money is few
My age – an illusion
My mind – a solution

Forging the key to your heart
Would take a master of mind
I’m not afraid anymore
If you’re wizard, I’m spell
If you’re ocean, I’m shore
My faces are cute
My senses acute
My love and my lust
All based on trust.


© 2010. Anastasia Duchevski