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Safe In His Arms
By Mischevious Princess
A week spent working together,
trying to stay in step...
Finally a party,
That makes us all relax.
Lots of dancing and acting crazy
This is the life of a marching band member.
A tall goofy cowboy dressed in
much more than a red plether vest,
dark summer tan and knee weakening smile.
This is my attraction.
As I stand next to him,
I see the sweat glistening on his brow.
I smell plether and valve oil.
It's an odd attraction...
that I have.
He sees me.... much different than him.
A quiet rebel decked out in Metallica gear.
I'm sure he smells vanilla
as he stands next to me.
It's odd but somehow I feel safe
With his arm around me and the
Music and laughter fades away..
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© 2005 Amber Young
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A former member wrote:
this sorta leaves a nostalgic taste in my mouth....are you ever going to write again? I miss you
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On Saturday, February 11, 2006, Mischevious Princess
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MR, I do plan on writing.... it's just there has not been much time in which to write and it's so hard to delete my old works. I miss you too..expect new works soon hun
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