Disclaimer: I don't own Pushing Daisies.
A/N: I was forced into this by FlyingSquirrels, YouGottaSingAlong and journalofcrime. I'm not sure if it's what they wanted, but I usually write poetry on a whim, so they'll have to make do.
A/N2: This is Olive's POV, contemplating on how complicated her life has become.
Back To A Time
I'd go back to a time,
He wasn't in love,
And I was the closest he came.
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I'd go back to a time,
I'd only loved once,
And 'love' and 'Ned' were the same.
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I'd go back to a time,
I wasn't blinded,
And I wouldn't miss my chance.
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I'd go back to a time,
Life was black and white,
And things could be judged at a glance.
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I'd go back to a time,
There were no mysteries,
That kept me up for hours every night.
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I'd go back to a time,
Life was serving pies,
And everything always felt right.
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I'd go back to a time,
I had no secrets to keep,
And I could talk without a care.
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I'd go back to a time,
I knew what to do,
I knew what was right and fair.
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I'd go back to that time,
And I wouldn't complain,
And every day,
Would be the same,
And life would be,
How it should,
I'd go back to that time,
I wish that I could.
Please review. I'm not sure about this one.