Cheylee Miller Biography

People say get lost
So you decide to try
But when you go into the woods
You just come out and cry
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I know of a person
Who is not all true
They lie and cheat
And try to make it through
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Tis midnight and I stand
Amid the sleeping forms of men-
The men of my command,
And as their troubled murmurs stir
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My brother
My mother
My sister
My friends
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As she murmers and lies
With her sweet little eyes
I think to myself
About the words said tonight
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