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I AM HERE, LET’S TALK

walk with me
I will be right there with you
When I see,
I won’t bow to you nor will I be surprised
I will respect sure,
but it won’t matter
you may abandon me, you may throw me away
you may ignore me or not,
you may believe
whether you exist or don’t
it doesn’t matter-
cause I believe
you are there.
I am here
right there beside you,
whatever be the truth
I will blindly accept-
Come on,
let’s go out, let’s walk
I am with you,
don’t worry,
I am here, let’s talk

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To the passage of time, you waste

To the passage of time, you waste

to an old idea that lives in you
to that vivid imagination that still burns
to your dream that lives on
there will come a day, 
when eventually it runs out-

to the passage of time you waste
rejoice in moment of levity that lives within

to your heart that feels heavy
to your soul that is crushed in burden of your own weight
walk close and steadily to that litted room
every step, each one, you take 
your crushed soul, in moment of truth
you; will nearly break 
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to an old idea that lives in me
to my vivid imagination that still burns
to that forgetful dream that lives on, 
the passage of time I wasted
this pains that drains my heart 
this hopeless soul that is crushed
I rejoice in moment of levity that completes me. 

to live in burden of failure 
exhausted; I still dream 
I bath in my old ideas, i may never reach
I shower in fabricated imagination 
my soul ashamed, will surely endure. 
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Let's create something new
Let's abandon all of our fantasies 
Let's work to achieve our dreams
Let's walk, on a new path 
each and every step we take 
this time, we learn 
through the the passage of time, 
we will learn to live again
this crushed soul will burn again

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AYE KID, BABY JOE

Aye kid, Baby joe
You should know the norms
The world is filled with phonies
Shouting behind the curtains
Do nothin but only to blame

Aye kid, little joe
Cover your eyes, plug your ears
You will know nothing but fears
Why do people not care
Whoever may speak the truths
All lost in herd of sheeps

Aye Kid, little Rebel joe
Let the birds chirp from behind
Where you shout, everyone bites
The world just keep burning on and on
To them nothing seems to matter
Their words filled with nothing but void

Aye kid, big Angry joe
Just be the norms
Become the phony
Close the curtains 
Be the sheep
Join the herd
Don't think 
Coward that you are 
You can only do nothing, 
but learn to blame 

Aye! lonely, Heckler Joe
Be that you are
Forever insane, ignore the sheep
Soon you will find peace in this chaos
Just think not as one but as Own. 
not from your heart, but from within your soul
Let the phonies blame,
But you must become sane
                               
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can't be yours, Love

To the death of me, 
deep in your eyes,
I find blood, close, the same as me
For the Love i could never have
For your heart, never be mine,
For the wishes in your heart,
abandon that you desire
As Fate would have it, pieces, are already placed,

You are the queen of our story, and I am only just a prince, not your king,
I am the man out of Time, unfortunate as it may, 
I can't be yours, Love
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Don't look at me like that, 
your beautiful teary eyes, 
I will sail through the depths of hell, 
To have wished for a world, when I was your King!!
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It's better to forget me now, 
there are better days to come, for you
As for me-
Only I alone will bear the burden, 
to remember You, And our Love

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FLAVOURS OF HELL

Sin of the old I have commited
I wonder if I have been punished,
this sure doesn't feel like heaven
I must breathe the ashes that burn in hell,
for the devil's tongue, the whispers of evil I hear each day
Is it my own that has sinned with the world, or was it the world just as harsh as I was to my own
Sin of the old I never knew, heaven that it may be
one must be in bliss
to feel it as punishment
to see that is the Flavours of Hell