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The monster rears it's ugly head, distorting the well wishes and happiness sent forth;
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putting the best foot forward the teachers rench the hair of the one that strives to succeed,
suffering with loneliness ingrained into th
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Flesh drawn kisses, tyrants of the age, Crossing the paper and spilling the ink,
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True feelings run to hide as a wave of emotion hits, walking around as the rain falls in hoards and life seemingly halts,
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Trying to find the words, Some just don't tell our story right,
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Watching as things develop, maybe this is it this time,
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Picking through padlocks the walls are back up The letters and distance weren't quite enough
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Tears spill over as the urge beckons, Resisting temptation, crying out in emotional torment,
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Timeless Fallacies; Corrupting The Thoughts Of Future Generations
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Done with the secrets tired of lies
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Emotions always skittish Memories of old
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Strike one; your turn this time watch as the blow flies and misses.
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Eager to please Deepening knowledge
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Scoring as the pain sears Kisses with passion so long felt
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Sauntering down a path, known so well; Trying hard not to see the beaten track,
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From start to finish we are twin, Evil it's true but time shows up for what we are,
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Watching from the sidelines, Life develops once more,
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Watching as it goes from bad to worse Emotions getting in the way
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The pedal hits the floor as the tears reach their brim, Vision becomes scattered as the speedo shows the danger,
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Saving the tears for someone who deserves them, illegal gaining access to a profile not mine,
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Just another one for the wall,
Another piece of meat to tell the world about,
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Truth is such an elusive phrase, That's chucked around during every day,
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Holding on to what wasn't there Typing away once more the story of demise,
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Something that shines whatever the weather
Understanding things far beyond her years
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Wandering; making the daily rounds, This old man briskly discovering;
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The miracle that is you Grandpop...
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Together once more,
Walking alone again,
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Happiness is something that lies in wait, Somewhere in your heart,
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When once we sat and talked for hours,
I now talk to myself,
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Where once we stood with heads held high Now one stands, eyes averted,
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Pretty pixies portray precede-sending poignant perceptions precariously.
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Watching the snowflakes drift past the window, Waiting once again til mum says it's ok to go out and play.
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Freedom lies in being bold.
~*Robert Frost*~
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