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i hear things i dont know where it comes from or who or what creates these things i hear these sounds crescendo to a fortress of acceptance they sing sad songs because that is what my mind holds dear haunting melodies of sweet love gone sour make my head sway with a sense of knowing because these songs are my stories and in my mind i dont need to cower from a house singing dark melodies i can arrange those tunes so others will know my pain i hear things and yes i may sound crazzy but keep quiet please just for a moment while i finish this song
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Nov 29, 2011
Nov 29, 2011 at 1:32 AM UTC
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i hear things i dont know where it comes from or who or what creates these things i hear these sounds crescendo to a fortress of acceptance they sing sad songs because that is what my mind holds dear haunting melodies of sweet love gone sour make my head sway with a sense of knowing because these songs are my stories and in my mind i dont need to cower from a house singing dark melodies i can arrange those tunes so others will know my pain i hear things and yes i may sound crazzy but keep quiet please just for a moment while i finish this song
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Nov 29, 2011
Nov 29, 2011 at 1:32 AM UTC
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