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Nov 2014
drowning in your eyes
would be such a cool way to die
all my memories floating by before my eyes
unfamiliar
these are the things that i thought i'd remember
lost in one forgotten night with you

i must be
deaf
dumb
blind
all those memories left behind
i can hear them
they are crying out to me
to remember
sanity lost on the 8th of December
gone but not forgotten in your life

if i were a child
who hadn't yet lost his innocence
all that i know, all that I see
would you take those burdens from me?
this is the way it's supposed to be?
no, this ain't the way....

where are you now
you used to come around every so often
where are you now
i need to know
i must be deaf and dumb and blind
all my life i must be
james arthur casey
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james arthur casey
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   --- and W L Winter
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