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If this is a game then I'm player one, There's no player two, cuz' that'd be you. I can see through the mask of witchcraft, You wonder how I calcul..

The cry for help, huh! what a funny thing. Guess it's time to realize I learned a thing or two about humility. Guess it's whyI sleep so low. How w..

Meet me on the sidelines, tell me it's ok. I can pray all day for the stain of doubt to go away But it won't. I knew who I was by the unfaithful fl..

The world offers a path where tracks lead to darkness, After dark a man wanders into where the storm marches. No flashlight, no provision. What was..

I just realized not everyone's like me! Likely enough, were all rough on the edges of defences. It's senseless, In a way were all the same. Share ..

Let it all be decease, Have you ever wanted to be at peace Without enemies screaming just release? A rush increases, I try to hush these demons, A..

Dear Diary, To let us seper would refer to us as rivalry, Format a letter. I could be inspiration, Whisper's, concentration. Two identity's in co..

Paint a preatty picture of beauty Then destroy it. Duties of time and suffering Often enjoy it. Credit immagination on behalf of escape. Who knew..

You can care so much it may never be enough. Where does compassion run to? Right back to your box of emotion This is what it's come to. You want..

Bob's my friend when I'm hanging solo, The freedom in his spirit makes me want to go home, Thankful to hear it. Tells me to stand up for my rite, ..