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How much do you know about the mind? Do you know what it takes? The maker and his design? Fishing out all of the lakes It works a lot slower that what I had thought a worthless price from what I had brought this is the time to remember from one cold December drifting away through rockets and arrows in sweet dreams tasting the sparrows when I dream about things unseen they make me want to lie down in a dream so that I can finally see what is happening to me? inside this hope filled joy of mine is that such a crime? If I didn’t take anything When I would whistle and sing Would that make me so bad to say the least? To kill this beast Would make the remedy Become the number one cure In faith to endure, with the mind does it cease to exist? From a wave to a mist A thought from strange humans walking through seas Staring back at you just like water, but it’s not called water Down in front My mother gave me A key To drain the hearts of lost men Daniel in the lions den This side of town is not big for the both of us But if we fight, we must.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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