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So you come to me and say 'I'm free'
And you claim all your words are true
Then you run from me, saying 'Set me Free'
Such confusion is brought through you
And you claim all your words are true
Then you run from me, saying 'Set me Free'
Such confusion is brought through you
Some years I spent in quiet retreat
Without such strife if incomplete
Dont play these games no more with me
Far better I'm left to rot here in solitary
Without such strife if incomplete
Dont play these games no more with me
Far better I'm left to rot here in solitary
Each time you've run and turned again
And its ...
And its ...
Monday 16th January 2012 10:09 pm
In Shining White I Mean To End This Day
My whole day has been swallowed again,
and I cannot view an end to this pain
that comes from such close quarters,
'ere I thought only to have supporters.
Who started all this anguish that inserts,
itself in every psyche till it truly hurts?
Why do some play these wicked games
and laugh while we ponder - what's their gain?
I know no way of ...
Friday 6th August 2010 5:47 pm
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