The confusion of the setting moon
Surely my existence is here now
Waiting for me
There's no more tears to cry
When the moment comes when we embrace each other
Unspoken, unheard, unseen, just an illusion
Flowing towards the other side of time, becoming like a lost child, an unforgiven wish
Only voice, only fingers, only the approaching warmth
Unspoken thoughts get tainted by the shredded night wind..
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Too late for solutions to solve in the setting sun, so run my baby run my baby run...
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Common Sense
Today we mourn the passing of a beloved old friend, Common
Sense, who has been with us for many years. No one knows for sure how
old he was, since his birth records were long ago lost in bureaucratic Red tape... ask to see it.
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~The reality of are thoughts seem like a fairy tail, or just some perfect place. But actually its the realm of insanity.~
~If you love someone so much, tell them before its to late.~
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~The reality of are thoughts seem like a fairy tail, or just some perfect place. But actually its the realm of insanity.~
~If you love someone so much, tell them before its to late.~
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