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I crash My mind hits the rocks The tide sweeps away hope Prevention was in the clocks Time was ticking The old father knew sooner or later Reality would blast a hole brand new My beliefs and my Hope My imagination ran wild Malicious Reality intervened Cunning Fate sat back and smiled In one brief moment All I thought was real Laughs in my face The vault is resealed Realizations hit me I sit and I cry I am left beaten and empty Silenting hoping no one will pry Love and Faith Take pity on my soul The ways of the world are not my own And carefully, I fill in the hole
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Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 11:39 AM UTC
Targeting Imagination
I crash My mind hits the rocks The tide sweeps away hope Prevention was in the clocks Time was ticking The old father knew sooner or later Reality would blast a hole brand new My beliefs and my Hope My imagination ran wild Malicious Reality intervened Cunning Fate sat back and smiled In one brief moment All I thought was real Laughs in my face The vault is resealed Realizations hit me I sit and I cry I am left beaten and empty Silenting hoping no one will pry Love and Faith Take pity on my soul The ways of the world are not my own And carefully, I fill in the hole
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30/F/Canadian
Oct 17, 2011
Oct 17, 2011 at 11:39 AM UTC
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