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Tell My Tale

Jumbo eyes eyeing the thundering tears Under the bridge of illusion was it made Unlimited limitation driving guts of guilt I have been here before and my tales told By guilty men that once hurt me scornfully. I have been here without legs of dreams But the lyrics of my dreams was written My tears drawn down the sky limit of fear They have told my tales of rejection over there When mothers abandoned their children at war. In the bagged music they picked up my joy I have been among their armies of thought I have driven their emotions and feelings I knew them before they knew themselves Did to them what love could not do yet I was robbed. Tell my tale in the sounds of silence How my last breathe was taken away, A deceitful kiss planted on my cheek To mare my tomorrow and today's joy. Tell my tale of rejection among their youths. Here I will be until the sun changes it cruelty Just to tell of a tale written in the darkness Silence, though empty but it has lots of meaning Tilting and paning towards where men hated I have been hated in a hate-ful land of tears.

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