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The Sliders

watching my life on repeat the perfect human i am here to teach the angels about innocence and train the souls for the game of cheat death the muse of inspiration points many fingers at me some subtle and some very obvious ode to the girl who in my dreams had an apartment in the sky slide on over and guide holly through all of her rough times train her good for the project at hand i will call you six you know who you are singing french in april they spy me from afar and know me inside out my dear friend whose on the verge of sanity needs a man made miracle to help her out This tool comes in handy but i call you marbles now you have an army of your own i take control and this puzzle is for you to figure out such sweet songs of the blasphemous world a serial killer poster of a girl and now this show takes a hold unknowingly humbling and helping my brother i see you inspire such change to force the cornered to fight for freedom and now you know much of the stairway to heaven i will call you scope as i freshen my breath and look through the glass my little sister her life is taking shape three days grace of notice she just might become everything you love and she is not your toy so dont take the bait encourage all of her goals and dreams help her find who she is growing to be i will call you sox and there will be much to learn from what you teach my little brother dont forget to sink the Pink my memory lingers on yet the new day has dawned and this man made angel psychic sidekick i call slippers is pulling such sweet strings for anyone who knows me an object to crave to be yours plan to fail or be uninvited and i call this guardian soap for she plays an important role through many of my hells for those who dont know me but we have an interaction and your testing out this dream sea of conciousness to seek the truth Our lady peace i call shells will be working on those outside the sphere of influence perhaps letting you in or building walls i will need to slide to fake my death and earn my prize two sides slipping away and working together to plan to fail as i succeed teaching amagic trick for the weaponry of the muse in case this ever happens again slide the note the will of deaths vacation and death by lottery scheme this dream is governed by ten fingers plus one when everything feels wrong I call them shine

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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