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The boy behind the sun
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The boy behind the sun |
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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
She lost her children in the brook So she'll keep me on her hook I feel my stomach start to rise I found an infant in those eyes (I'm sorry but we just can't keep you) The washing of my hands Does the numbness break at dawn? The washing of my feet Sure it's aligned, but it's still wrong So she lost her children to the song... The hydra spits in my face The child who won't be born The universe is full of scorn so I make my dues in advance Because the boy behind the sun he won't be back... |
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Xeonox
since 2000-04-01
Posts 1764CA, USA |
this is some weird ish... I speak insanity. I write fantasy. I sleep reality. |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
wow... this is amazing. you have a sting to your words a knowing... |
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