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I become -
My mind overpowers;
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Before I was,
and before I became,
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What happens when you're stuck in no man's land with nowhere to go?
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She moves slowly along her highway
Innocent and unsure
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I am perfect.
I know not pain
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Nothing I can say will fix the damage
It's a sword digging through me
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She manipulates my life
Allows me to say only what she wants
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The eleven girls huddle together
Arms wound across each others back.
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Sometimes things are really hard to deal with in life . . . here's what I'm going through
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Invisibility is a strange thing . . . one hates to be invisible, and yet it is so often desired.
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Always unlocked
The door remains open
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Pain is temporary.. but pride is forever.
-- Common School Pep Rally Banners
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Through the fire, wind and rain
Your hand has managed to reach mine
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Trust.
It's always been there
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The lights shine bright
Illuminating the six friends
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It is endless.
Every sound is magnified
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To begin is to anticipate an end.
Through decades of strained research,
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Ever see someone on the street that you talk to in your head? What would happen if you "met" someone who was just like you, yet different?
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Caught in an endless rain,
Shielded from persistent voices
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My feeble attempt at writing lyrics which I've never done before . . . Ahh suggestions needed!
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A representation of what life can be like (see Author's Comments for explanation)
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You always read about the stories
About those kids who went to that party
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Y o u a r e w h a t I c r a v e
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I am not who you want me to be,
And nor do I plan to become
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Inspired by the novel Summer Light by LuAnne Rice
Once / He could see the sunrise . . .
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Is life a game in which the Human mind is fooled? (Inspired by The Analyst- John Katzenbach
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The grass gently pillows our heads
Brushing quietly against our skin
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Thanks to Cynicism101 for the suggestion for the title.. :P Enjoy!
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She stands with a smile.
Her chin is slightly tilted upward
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I know I didn't know you all that well
But I knew of you, who you were
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You hold out your hand
And seek forgiveness
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I walked down the street every morning
So alone, and afraid, but no one knew
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