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Here I sit, full of fright, full of might... So I write. I sit and I write, I write and I sit.
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From over where he stood, Embrasure pursed tight, Motionlessness was a silent right Previously never understood.
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Ana and Mia Sitting in a tree And what do you know Along comes Me They trick my mind
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Caution for ink does lie; The ever growing thoughts of cynicism Sporting the guise of romanticism
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Caution for ink does lie; The ever growing thoughts of cynicism Sporting the guise of romanticism
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I see them playing So happy and free Knowing that some of them Have nowhere to be But, they can be rescued
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Snigger, hate me, fear me, kill me, pass me, does it matter? For I am void, for you, to you.
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Some say that to write on things not real is less then vain, that it is a practice in futility,
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Jay, pretty like blossoming orchid fields But not as liable to fade away Rough winds scatter but she refuses to yield
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Iraq and Afghanistan, North Korea and South Korea, Al Qaeda and Terrorists, United States of America,
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