Sylvi Sylva Biography

Those eyes that smile wickedly, each time you wink
That belly laughter that echoes, in rooms you enter
This side of life has its highs, never of your ilk
You my friend has the core...new word for cool I hear
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I wish my Daddy would live here
I wish he didn’t have to go away
I wish if he could only for one day
Perhaps tell me he loved me at all
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When I am arrogant
To the point of ignorance
Unearth me
Unbound me
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Cold, Cold Feet
You feel: I always get cold feet
In this, your roomful society
It’s not through lack of courage, you'll see
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Fear the spoken silence
For you know nowt
Why or where the sentiment
or if indeed, its contented silence.
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