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No matter how hard you try, you can't out run that strange light in the night sky, Using a dull knife to cut your wrists is like trying to catch a ball with two closed fists, useless tools without skill, what good is a soldier if he refuses to kill; long is the broken road any fool chooses to travel, sitting idle waiting for the mystery to unravel; quickly gone is the one who sticks his nose where it doesn't belong, either way you go, you're on a losing side when you're just going along for the ride, making a wish on a shooting star, meeting a stranger ina bar, desperate moments in our times of need, sometimes it is by losing we learn to succeed, carrying on like children when we are grown and crying like babies when we are alone, watching the world go by, one day we will all know how it feels to die

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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