Why does evil comes to mind,
when all I see around is shine?
Why do words get lost in time?
why did my hands cease the fun?
Is it death I see ahead?
of course it is!
If I'm not dead yet
4.17.2008
1 (some old stuff I found going through some papers)
No more than a lie
it's what leaves us to cry
No more than a tear
it's what leads us to fear
it's what leaves us to cry
No more than a tear
it's what leads us to fear
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