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Jun 2014
Capture me
Still framed masquerade
Behind the trees I remain ever watching.
Gasp for air as we dive in
Into the sea to find our way out.
Pressure is mounting to find our way to make a name
Silence over comes the sound
It blocks the light with darkness all around
The notes we wrote when we were young
Still give me hope when I feel wrong
One day I find you among the mess
I tell you everything , all my regrets
I hope you'll listen with unkind ears
To settle my mind and all my fears.
Alex Bryan
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Alex Bryan  Denver, CO
(Denver, CO)   
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