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a world made of dreams and only to those it seems overwhelming a child crys, an infant dies and we only care about celebrities blond hair and blue eyes makes a perfect messenger of lies for those who see the ties connected at the heart but we are man so we tare apart all the ties that bind divide and conquer like Neopolitan separate and three black, white, and strawbarry confusing is the world and all that live understand we can't, trust we do make a hole in the pit of your soul then show the world what it can do seen many things I have not been many places I have not so many things ahead of me and as I watch myself slowly kneel I say life is a gift for the sadness I feel
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Jul 24, 2010
Jul 24, 2010 at 12:22 AM UTC
Confusing World
a world made of dreams and only to those it seems overwhelming a child crys, an infant dies and we only care about celebrities blond hair and blue eyes makes a perfect messenger of lies for those who see the ties connected at the heart but we are man so we tare apart all the ties that bind divide and conquer like Neopolitan separate and three black, white, and strawbarry confusing is the world and all that live understand we can't, trust we do make a hole in the pit of your soul then show the world what it can do seen many things I have not been many places I have not so many things ahead of me and as I watch myself slowly kneel I say life is a gift for the sadness I feel
tyler-j-perrin
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Jul 24, 2010
Jul 24, 2010 at 12:22 AM UTC
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