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From a moring sun rise to a Dark Moon Fall
Time keeps secrets from us It holds Value that eyes are shielded from When we see another sun rise We wake to familiar sonds smells and pains We forget to remeber when it needs not to be When we Feel the Moon fall and the darkness of night cover us like a sheet We sleep with the familiar pains and sounds We think of today, yesterday and sometimes tomorrow |
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I was told I had a Voice
and that I needed to stop being greedy and share my words said I had something to say and others need to hear it |
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I decided to try
but, my efforts were useless my words were far from ready I could not form them Stuck in my head I knew now that maybe he was right Easy isnt worth doing Struggling told me it was someting I needed to work on |
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shut up loser no one likes you ;)
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Yeah I know...
I was just waiting for someone to say it.... |
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well, no one but me
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You dont like me......
you said you want to see me turn colors and and bleed out.... |
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But I like that about you
you want to see me suffer and in Pain ^^ |
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Once your words are written, their memory is needless
You can look back and examine them Others will not see the same meaning as you do Then the meanings to you will begin to change Cleaning the mind's area to do as you will ![]() |
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Thank you Scoundrel ^^
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You will be the only Clown I spare ^^
the rest will boil down to their bones ^^ |
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