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What is a man if not the lightness of night and the darkness of day? A crush of sullied confusion, a mess of uneasy contradiction Drven by his own stolen ideas and lifes fractured ideals. Is this what makes a man? What is a man if not the dreamers lie and it's devious truth? In all of its bitter failings and its many crushing defeats Of private investigations uncovering endless regrets and remorse Is this what it takes to be a man? Ssshh..let him be, leave him rest, for tomorrow dawns another day When all these questions and doubts Shall be answered by a starlings call or the piercing of a silver bullets heart Perhaps that's what it shall take to call oneself a man?
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
Questions & Doubts
What is a man if not the lightness of night and the darkness of day? A crush of sullied confusion, a mess of uneasy contradiction Drven by his own stolen ideas and lifes fractured ideals. Is this what makes a man? What is a man if not the dreamers lie and it's devious truth? In all of its bitter failings and its many crushing defeats Of private investigations uncovering endless regrets and remorse Is this what it takes to be a man? Ssshh..let him be, leave him rest, for tomorrow dawns another day When all these questions and doubts Shall be answered by a starlings call or the piercing of a silver bullets heart Perhaps that's what it shall take to call oneself a man?
david-noonan
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Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 6:15 PM UTC
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