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Apr 2011
I looked
I saw something above the clouds
Eyes glazed
I found all I was looking for

Whoa it seems that I have found new hope
Whoa I feels as if I turned around this *****

Gracefully
Something sunk into my pores
I don't mind
It simply soothes my sores

Whoa a Oh
The water flows
Whoa a Oh
It flows

I reached
I touched the oxygen
Blood rose
It all went to my head
And all the people fled

Whoa my faith, it's questioned once again
Whoa so I've had enough
Someone else please answer whenever I say when

Merciless
The atmosphere crumbled down
So pointless
Why be the last to frown?

Whoa a Oh
But water flows
Whoa a Oh
It flows
My writer's block come back

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Alexander Montgomery Dawson
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Alexander Montgomery Dawson  26/M
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