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My Own Lost Wisdom

Don't tell him the secret, he'll run away screaming. Don't tell her the story, she won't really care. But tell me the truth, for I know you've been dreaming to tell why you're hurting; you know I'll be there. Let not just law guide you, for justice is blind. The lady of scales with foggy eyes stares. But hold out your hand (and open your mind) together we'll stumble; you know I'll be there. Watch out for hatred, for hatred brings pain. Seek naught of hatred -in stoney heart lairs. Love is the cure, love might keep you sane, so I love you and hold you; you know I'll be there. And when darkness finds you please say you'll be strong. The darkness is needed, for to light it's pair. I know that it's hard when you try to hold on, but let my love shield you, you know I'll be there. You know I am Human, you know I have fault. I'll try hard to solve all your problems with prayer. I'll be reallistic, no grand canyon vault, but whene'er you need me Just call- I'll be there.
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nica-eff
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Oct 13, 2011
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