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Sep 2011
Sometimes,
There are no lyrics for this song inside my head.
so it's best sometimes expressed in my own words,
instead,
of using others expressions, mine's as well,
so I'll place each word on these lines as my pens,
compelled,
to try to draw exactly what I want to show,
so please keep up and follow if you really wanna,
know,
or shake your head and smile, or simply just pretend.
imaginations greatest when you're only playing,
 friend,
is what you call yourself, in times that you need.
not exactly being one within your selfish,
 greed,
is what I'm seeing now as I begin to speak,
listen to me dearly now my hearts becoming,
 weak,
is what you call me now within my time of need,
friend is who I tried to be when your hearts who I,
 feed,
me full of ******* with your insincere concerns,
cause in the end I'll be here as this bridge you try to,
 burn,
it all away and stand there sifting thru the ash.
I tried to ***** the fire as you quickly stuck that,
match,
me with intentions and perhaps you just may see,
that life can be more meaningful without some,
 fallacy.
Rickie Louis
Written by
Rickie Louis  38/M/Milkyway
(38/M/Milkyway)   
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