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So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell, blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail? A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts? Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze? Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year.
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I'm sad. Lonely. In dire need of RP. Gosh dark ********, Neo and Jade. Hurry up. ;__; I'm getting sad. And you know what happened last time! Ne...-Sigh- I need a hug.
 fauney · Sun Apr 01, 2007 @ 03:39am · 1 Comments |
