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I feel as though our time is running out And all it makes me want to do is shout Down, down, down this hole I go Where I go, I do not know Screami..

Strange as it may be I am not what you would see These lips, my eyes, my hair Is all a lie I share Not the same at all Just wait until I fall ..

This feeling is a blessing, This feeling is a curse. With everyday it's nurtured, The more and more it burns. It is a wondrous thing, This feel..

Sometimes the clouds are greyly lit Like night has somehow stained their precious view Just like a giant, which will sit And blot out the sun for y..

My lids grow heavy with sleep My breathing slowly becomes deep I lay my head against the pillow I begin to dream I am at the willow The sky grows ..

Thy hand lay white and cold beneath the soil Sharing it with the others You were once alive and rich with oil They are now your only brothers Smot..

You are forever, Your soul it never dies. The memories you gave, They'll never fade away. Everything you stood for, Is everything I am. Yo..

Come said Sunday morning, Come said the falling snow. Watch the flowers blooming, In an unnatural glow. Hurry said the Blue bird, As he flew in..