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Million Manias -Chapter 2-

I remember when it rained outside my window 
I remember our laughing fits, sweeping away the sorrow
I hope that your dreams come true tonight
I cope with the pain in my heart of might 

Can't you understand my true colors?
Can't you make out my face in the mirrors?
No...don't...
You walk away, free from my cage-like grasp
Your million manias will end up having a relapse

Please don't leave me in the dust of my worthless memories
My feet feel like boulders beneath me and your love stung like bees
My poor heart of gold aches in vain now for the death of your sanity
Awesome vibes slithered inside me like a serpent, hanging on a weeping willow tree so happy-go-lucky 

I remember the sun caressed our wild spirits at ease
I remember the eye of the storm and its tender breeze
Remember to forget the various mistakes of the past
Look forward to a fantastic future so gracious and vast

I can't look the other way because of my wandering eyes in space 
I can't overlook your enchanted beauty - a sincere hug I long to embrace
Money can't buy the price of merriness and happiness combined
Feeling like time runs away so rapidly, kinda leaving me behind

Please don't grieve for the sake of my lack of joy
Childlike memories I cherish when I was an innocent boy
Now, look at me for a minute or two - I'm but a thief in the night,
Heartlessly stealing your pride and your awfully amazing delight 

Your million manias have its lows in the long run
I am the clouds at broad daylight, unveiling the sun
I can't stop crying out for something to hold on to for life
Surprise me with your unique voice of peacefulness that has nothing to do with my endless strife...deserting the urge to cut me open with this jagged knife

Crimson-clustered clouds collide...
Raindrops roll and enjoy the ride...
Your million manias you feed me I have purged out 
Your million reasons to act the way you do fill me with doubt 

I'm always staring into space
Hoping to find a significant trace
But, you screwed me over with your foolish shenanigans
You have released your obnoxious talking like a hundred hens

I can't believe you don't listen to the silence of my words
Instead, you sound just like a flock of a billion birds
There's a whole lot of grief and frustration in my universe eyes
Okay...maybe I'm being too harsh and hard on you...but these things I say aren't lies...it's the truth that frees you from guilt and it's a remarkable prize to earn...I still hear your million manias in my head of dread...it cries.

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