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When all is said and done,
what life really boils down to is....
who can look after you the best.
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What wasn’t taught
was learnt!
But
What was taught
wasn’t learnt!
When the fundamentals of life
became self teachings
wh..
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The buoyancy of truths
floats on your answers
but what hides beneath
tall ship lies.
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While your mind is blanketed,everything was under the moonbut what of dark thoughtsswept under the carpetlying in the closetscratching at the doorwhis..
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What becomesof the broken-heart,the melody makercut loose,but a stringtied in knots.
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What became of the shadowof the thin blue manthe answer nowdeep inside, locked, deceased?What was behindthe masquerade of ghostsbut a gathering of mis..
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Of golden dreamswere broken stringsthe memory playedmany times before.
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Chaos, greed, pain,anger, regret, sadness,sorrow,, happiness, love,passion, desire, joy, calmall blended togetherto create a noise.That noise is your ..
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I can hear your houseof thoughts from hereventuring in throughyour front door of mind.At your eyesI'm welcomedas I travel through memorieswhere you tr..
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A harbour or tearsanchored on a lake of sadnessfrom which one cannot wipeor the lake on reflection begone....now on a nod and a wink,a ripple ran.
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