josie iorianni Biography

I can’t tell a soul
No one can know

The way I feel
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For the first Couple years of my life,
I thought you the one
But I was wrong
I looked up to you my inspiration
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The window left cold and opened
For the red robin for her morning call
The cheep cheep, of her tiny vocals
Myself left wondering
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As I am lying in my bed
All these thoughts run through my head

I feel all alone in this room
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Coming home from my country past on the flat landed road.

From all the thirsted trees and the red dirt farms, the rustic fences holding back the part dead, or part alive sheep.
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