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Ill leave you to stayBraking down, falling back into blackness reaching out trying to find that hand that could pull me back into the light, finding out there is nouthing with in my sight but just sand and dust filling my lounges with its suffocating weight.Ill leave you to stay
As I try to stand up and hold my ground fight for this vision in order to be that man you cold love with every sound, your god and his words force me in bowing down back upon my bleeding knees in order to
feel that grain that penetrates through my skink that was once molded of light, love, hope and dreams
built just for you.
As times held hi and sky open up to s
My loveHow did I let you do that? Why did I listen? How did I let you do that? Why did I let my guard down for you? How did I let you do that? Why did I need you so much? How did I let this happen? I fall in love, each time I fall I break another bone so please, please never do that to me again.My love
single SoulI am immortal until my week body gives in I am a worrier until I let my people downsingle Soul
I have a path until it becomes no more than grin and sand. There will be no light this time only the pieces of my life that I may fined There will be no guiding hand this time only thoughts of what is left behind take this single soul and give it back as it is no use to me without their belief.
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Take it, but with caution
for all that is beautiful as a rose with thorns
pricks at moments that consume. @}-->--
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Steve: "Whee! yeah!"
Bob: "It's like being in a car wash!"
Steve: "I wish we were soapy and wet!
Bob: "One step ahead of ya buddy."
Bob: "Hey, Steve? Steve, where you going? Steve?.. Are you mad...?"
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Steve: "Whee! yeah!"
Bob: "It's like being in a car wash!"
Steve: "I wish we were soapy and wet!
Bob: "One step ahead of ya buddy."
Bob: "Hey, Steve? Steve, where you going? Steve?.. Are you mad...?"
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Steve: "Whee! yeah!"
Bob: "It's like being in a car wash!"
Steve: "I wish we were soapy and wet!
Bob: "One step ahead of ya buddy."
Bob: "Hey, Steve? Steve, where you going? Steve?.. Are you mad...?"
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God is the fact that nothing is random, and nothing more.
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