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To be Or not Is get -ting caught In webs Of thought An I'm At such A loss It seems That some -One else Is boss Yet proof Is not In the Right sauce It lies With those Who say They're not A hard -ened heart Or a Cold part And yet To save Their soul From harm They don't Turn down My thoughts Which weave Like yarn Yet break Like thread Nor do They de -ny my Strange but Strong ties To all Things fra -gile and Too wild For I Am not From where They are But they See this As met -aphor When it's Quite ve -ry lit -eral The last Or the Ori -ginal So let Me just Leave you With this You came From your Mother- I came From a Place called A word That is Not in- Vented Yet.
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 9:21 PM UTC
SER (Sin Exile Return)
To be Or not Is get -ting caught In webs Of thought An I'm At such A loss It seems That some -One else Is boss Yet proof Is not In the Right sauce It lies With those Who say They're not A hard -ened heart Or a Cold part And yet To save Their soul From harm They don't Turn down My thoughts Which weave Like yarn Yet break Like thread Nor do They de -ny my Strange but Strong ties To all Things fra -gile and Too wild For I Am not From where They are But they See this As met -aphor When it's Quite ve -ry lit -eral The last Or the Ori -ginal So let Me just Leave you With this You came From your Mother- I came From a Place called A word That is Not in- Vented Yet.
lucy-tonic
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 9:21 PM UTC
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