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Waking Up Near The Bamboo
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Waking Up Near The Bamboo |
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Dead End Chase New Member
since 2009-01-22
Posts 6 |
The earth approaches rapidly The crash has spared us all A world full of mystery And then we hear the call What is that sound? What could it mean? Faith or science? Life between? The answers are not easily seen. Was it a dream? Is it a dream? Underground we travel now Numbers guide us on Prisoners, survivors The others are now gone Is there rescue? Is there not? Time will shift and tell Faith or science? Say farewell The answers will not choose to dwell But in that moment that we fell, I knew It wasn't a dream. A dream come true. But destiny found me through you. Yes, destiny found me - through you. |
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dreamgal Member
since 2011-03-17
Posts 442 |
Very intense, you really have a great way of telling a story, thanks |
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