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My face hid, by a thousand lies The falsehoods which so mesmerize Take my life and then it ties Untillit ends and mylife dies And I am a thousand ..

how hard can it be To scribble words to see in a strange rhyme Not to take much time These words come and go But I will never know Is it hard to..

For the think tank...I think.

who wants to unravel the magic to tell the tales of time who feels life is better when you never have to know When we take away the magic -or do ..

The sweet sound of the moon Its strong gaze upon your heart How can you soundly sleep When it whispers in your ear Then gently grazes your face I..

Time is a melody Softly brushing my cheek It lulls me to sleep In it the sweetest dream Ticking Ticking away alas I wake A slight fog Clouding ..

A soft ring A gentel tug you can feel the pull you can hear the noise can you answer the call can you come to the rescue even though you are los..

Alas the man traped behind wicked bars set free to wonder but the world excepts him not for he is still but a convict he tryes to be friendly but..

I fell in love so long ago And it has stayed the same love now I wait to see my love, Im sure Its the same for them But to see my imperfection Th..

There was a small hole in the wall Not too big and not too small Just big enough for a hand to squeeze Or if you got down on your knee You could l..