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In reality, what really is real?
Is fantasy simply just make belive?
When an old man raves of a life long past,
And holds his truth in a memorable ..
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A weight upon my heart,
Hanging by a heavy string.
This strange weightless part,
Is what living will bring.
When life is good, well life is great...
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Early one afternoon the sun was high,
Two boys leaped and jumped to the sky.
Back and forth a cowhide flew.
The clouds were white and the laces wer..
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Do friends really last forever?
Its such a very long time.
To stay together, forever, and never
drift apart, seems like a nursary rhyme.
When thin..
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I stepped out into the dark night's light,
And saw a grand city.
It shone and sparkled and lit up bright,
And to the whole world showed pity.
I wo..
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About a good friend that was murdered.
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There's really nothing we can do, nothing we can say,
Because these things keep on happening anyway.
When tragedy strikes like night's dark veil,
W..
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The poem that started it all.
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Have fun while you're young,
Within the realms of reason.
Meet people, do things,
In each and every season.
Don't forsake your family,
But give t..
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When things start to go wrong,
And there's nothing I can do,
I know that somewhere out there,
I will be with you.
When everyone does too much
And..
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