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 | | From:  makhala334 (Original Message) | Sent: 10/17/2006 3:15 AM |
swoop-me-down in shantytown a space �you’d want to disappear from a place �they ripped your tears from where you hate yourself for not being fear-some
you hate �or you’re hated you sate �or you’re sated this stuff fate �is underrated soon as you think it �your thoughts are dated
you cannot know what you do not it’s so easy to just get hot and lose the love meant in meanings forgive me �i was just dreaming for you
i must believe �in tomorrow through pain �poverty �and crippling sorrow with you if you’ll let me though i know - you’ll forget me since i am no one �and i know it i pray you’ll remember and please show it
it’s the broke ones that really matter the rest is chaff �or data scatter like me i have no meaning though reaching out �is my leaning to lend a hand to the shabby to the frail and thin �i am their abbey as they walk death’s wide chasm i view a world through grand prism
forgive me please �i lost my feeling i meant no harm �my brain’s just fleeting if you’ll forgive me �i’ll disappear but please do not lose what i hold dear
It’s about them �not you or me the meek �the weak �the travesty of power’s greed over worthy humans rainbow hearts �pumpin�albumin
so swoop-me-down in shantytown a space �i’ll disappear from a place �i’ve ripped my tears from where i love i’ll not be fearsome
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