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**She’s not the sort that bares her soul With tales of pain With tales of woe She contains the pain She keeps it tight It haunts her Each and every night She walks the walk She talks the talk She sometimes even has those thoughts But … What about me? I’m Trapped inside a prism That floats inside her brain Cuckolded as a passenger Why can't I drive this train? Is it fear that holds me back? Will fear dictate She stays on track I think And think … And think …   And think … I sit here in the darkness Watching through her eyes Yearning for the moment To be released from this disguise You think that you all know her Enchanted by her scent Anyone would think From the heavens she was sent But .. What about me? No-one hears my voice Because I’m weak and timid I therefore Have No Choice Can’t you hear me screaming? Boxed inside this cage Suppression’s a necessity When you can’t release the rage I know she is my keeper I know she keeps us safe from harm I know she saved us being Deported to The Funny Farm But… That was so very long ago I now need To smell the air I need to taste the tulips I need the wind to blow my hair I need to drink fresh coffee Eat doughnuts on the Pier Indulge in Marmite sandwiches Eradicate this fear Please …** *There, there little sweetie Come rest your sleepy head You’ve gotten overtired I’ll tuck you up in bed Your time will come, my sweet But really not quite now For you would need to comprehend The who, why, what & how We made a pact Remember … In the summer of ‘79 That I will now protect you From that wicked evil swine There, there little sweetie Let me wipe away those tears I want to see you happy I can internalize your fears Little sweetie Let me see the joy upon your face Can you feel the love I give In this oh so warm embrace Don’t worry little sweetie I understand your pain That is why It is me That will always drive this train I will never ever desert you I will always keep you safe from harm This is why It is YOU That always keeps her charms* **You’re right I’m kind of sleepy You’re right I need to rest my head You’re right I’m over tired Please tuck me up in bed …**
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Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 6:38 AM UTC
Duality
**She’s not the sort that bares her soul With tales of pain With tales of woe She contains the pain She keeps it tight It haunts her Each and every night She walks the walk She talks the talk She sometimes even has those thoughts But … What about me? I’m Trapped inside a prism That floats inside her brain Cuckolded as a passenger Why can't I drive this train? Is it fear that holds me back? Will fear dictate She stays on track I think And think … And think …   And think … I sit here in the darkness Watching through her eyes Yearning for the moment To be released from this disguise You think that you all know her Enchanted by her scent Anyone would think From the heavens she was sent But .. What about me? No-one hears my voice Because I’m weak and timid I therefore Have No Choice Can’t you hear me screaming? Boxed inside this cage Suppression’s a necessity When you can’t release the rage I know she is my keeper I know she keeps us safe from harm I know she saved us being Deported to The Funny Farm But… That was so very long ago I now need To smell the air I need to taste the tulips I need the wind to blow my hair I need to drink fresh coffee Eat doughnuts on the Pier Indulge in Marmite sandwiches Eradicate this fear Please …** *There, there little sweetie Come rest your sleepy head You’ve gotten overtired I’ll tuck you up in bed Your time will come, my sweet But really not quite now For you would need to comprehend The who, why, what & how We made a pact Remember … In the summer of ‘79 That I will now protect you From that wicked evil swine There, there little sweetie Let me wipe away those tears I want to see you happy I can internalize your fears Little sweetie Let me see the joy upon your face Can you feel the love I give In this oh so warm embrace Don’t worry little sweetie I understand your pain That is why It is me That will always drive this train I will never ever desert you I will always keep you safe from harm This is why It is YOU That always keeps her charms* **You’re right I’m kind of sleepy You’re right I need to rest my head You’re right I’m over tired Please tuck me up in bed …**
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bathsheba
English
Oct 6, 2010
Oct 6, 2010 at 6:38 AM UTC
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