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Sunday, May 17, 2009

Pseudo-magic, walk this way
Always the lead in every play
You bring suffering
You bring pain
Life's like this it's just a game

No more hope, no need to pray
Get what you want and walk away
Afford yourself nothing but disdain
Joy and love was what you claimed

I see you.

I see time slip away.

I see lies.

I see gut-wrenching pain.

It has surfaced.

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