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I am a dreamer, a silent dreamer Wishing that might be mine, Exaltation, my ultimate passion A sweet revenge in style. Joshed, provoked, condemned, riled A series of mad disaster, Incited anger had driven me wild An atrocious quill's my defender. Keep the wicked flame enkindled for me Never let it suddenly die, 'Cause by the time you eye on it directly You'll be the one to poorly say bye! I'm born to delude through my own hostile ways But not to my own defeat, Here's comes the night to stealthily replace Would you like to let go and retreat? I know you can't bear my insolence 'Cause you don't understand my fears, And if for you it makes no sense Well, sorry but you bring me no tears. I've learned all these from my miserable past But these ain't worth my commemoration, For all those things will not ever last So just look out for my sly deception.
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 3:29 AM UTC
Sly Deception
I am a dreamer, a silent dreamer Wishing that might be mine, Exaltation, my ultimate passion A sweet revenge in style. Joshed, provoked, condemned, riled A series of mad disaster, Incited anger had driven me wild An atrocious quill's my defender. Keep the wicked flame enkindled for me Never let it suddenly die, 'Cause by the time you eye on it directly You'll be the one to poorly say bye! I'm born to delude through my own hostile ways But not to my own defeat, Here's comes the night to stealthily replace Would you like to let go and retreat? I know you can't bear my insolence 'Cause you don't understand my fears, And if for you it makes no sense Well, sorry but you bring me no tears. I've learned all these from my miserable past But these ain't worth my commemoration, For all those things will not ever last So just look out for my sly deception.
IRISH-BEL
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Feb 10, 2013
Feb 10, 2013 at 3:29 AM UTC
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