Marissa Rodgers Biography

What we once had
Is forever lost.
The distance between us
That at once seemed mere miles
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I'm trying to break out of this cage-
To eviscerate from myself the pain so deeply embedded.
They cannot see this rogue part of me
That is now just a kernel of my being.
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Like the wind needs the trees to feel its touch as it blows from above
And the rain needs the flower to rest upon after its journey,
So my soul needs you to love.
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You don't know of which trees I've made my nest,
Of the cold breeze that has brushed my wings.

You don't know of sunshine's sweet warmth
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Wave after wave…
Rippling along, rolling.
Don't stop, or you'll be tossed away.
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