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A Beautiful Life
A beautiful night In the blue skies I die Why I try to better your cries A beautiful night In the truth I strive For what I realize In this beautiful night A halo of dreams It all comes to end And when my balance offends My decisions to blend There is no escape to pend Whether or whether not I bend To mend with days of disbelief The failures I achieve to circulate and lead The hemp around my neck may bleed And when I have found my peace, I leave Keep my determination at my sleeves The facts at the end of my beard I scratch My spirit and soul seem to be at a mitch-match At twenty-two it’s a catch The cache is you’re twenty-two Which means it resides within you The memories of the holidays I wished to pursue Broken news is nothing new Ever shall I do Emotions are a motive Purposely affiliated with going unnoticed When on all your desires you seem to only focus And against the wind You assume you can maneuver some hocus pocus To become a Brutus locust You assume you can shoulder us Out of proportion you can only folder trust Hold out for a colder thrust I told her I must Her own passion out sold her for lust
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