He Knows

Trickled a fool, hidden under wool.
The sheep, the poor shy sheep.

The poor shy girl that cant have a man so quick witted,
One step ahead of her,
Pulling on her little heart.

He knows its not stone, he knows its alone.
He knows its been broke, he knows it still beats awake.
He knows she still cries. Not what of, but he knows.
He feels bad. Its partially his fault. He knows.

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About Robyn

"If you haven't known insanity, you haven't lived."
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