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Mad_Hatter Member
since 2003-06-29
Posts 393Canada |
To any end, I bring this now These lights are looming There is no meaning, only sound Find yourself One thousand fingers, tapping one million desks Isn’t it interesting that this all once made sense? Feel, while you can Smile, if you can’t Pretend to be something you’re not We’re all pretending in the end, right? Tell me something, teach me the meaning of forever Spell me out some madness Some undeniable inevitability that I can anticipate Help me figure you out, so that we can be okay Design me something free, something that I can envy I can’t comfort you, some come and help me dream Plot against me; something sly Help me reach the centre and then close me up Take the wheel and then break me down Leave me by the highway side, always wondering why “Hey you, it’s alright” A voice from the underpass Content with all this trash I don’t know him I don’t need to know him I thought I needed someone else But he explained “My friend, you only need to find yourself” The hardest journey and I go alone Blame can melt, this is my own Away I go This is unknown This is unknown… |
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Necro Draconis Member
since 2000-05-19
Posts 115 |
I can relate to this one! Nice job  If this is reality, I want out. |
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