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Fire Engine Blues
The Child I once was and knew so well Has faded into a harden shell I won and lost a battle here and there But, yet the war it rages everywhere My wisdom do earn and over rate it And yet, still others will debate it Faithful trust, just turned into dust Life was de-veined, derailed, just a bust I must, I must, I must Postponed and deflated Under rated Twas some others fate I entered into life; a little less, then late Who dare such a thing? Whom could bare such; without wings? Debased I can not sing Gone Is my wedding ring With Burning Passions Set a blaze; my eternals rage Bones and flesh are melted, as the Ice I take one more hit, a final slice Fathers and mothers race A child left with out a face Flames grown and have over whelmed Limbs deformed and burned I squirm I did not ever learn I was Burned Sirens sound fires burn The loneliest of hues While I listen to The Fire Engine Blues A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man
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