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Open your eyes before the crack of dawn Venture into the cold morning Travel to an even colder place A place where hope goes to die And creativity is supressed Wjere your freedom is snatched away
Morning dawns on the earth, Like a day-to-day rebirth. Rising from slumber once more, An awake much like a chore. Wiping the sleep from your eyes,
I should stop calling these thoughts Dumb I just really like you is all And I'm afraid I'll fuck things up Like I always do By telling you how I really feel Or showing you every single thing
Young lust Simmers deeper than a gigantic tidal wave The vivacious fusion of the two bodies Begins to peak into the uppermost realm of infatuation  As they cover each other with outer warmth
I see the burning of the sky tonight, hues of orange to light, fades of blue; dark overcast, overnight, I tame sight. Lion in the sky roars to lay a mark; Seeing the heavenly fire creeping forward,
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