Friday 5 September 2008 photo 1/1
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I am the voice of the brokenhearted,
I am the whisper of hope departed,
I am the call of love not started,
I am the ghost of dreams thwarted.
I am the man who holds onto impossible dreams,
I am the reality who rips them at the seams,
I am the gently trickling untapped streams,
I am the radiation killing you with my beams.
I am the clouds taking away your light,
I am the wind scaring you in the night,
I am the shadows tricking your sight,
I am the real you who you must fight.
I am the love that leaves you poor,
I am the pride that you once wore,
I am the mind that's only good for,
Telling you to forego happy thoughts evermore.
I am the whisper of hope departed,
I am the call of love not started,
I am the ghost of dreams thwarted.
I am the man who holds onto impossible dreams,
I am the reality who rips them at the seams,
I am the gently trickling untapped streams,
I am the radiation killing you with my beams.
I am the clouds taking away your light,
I am the wind scaring you in the night,
I am the shadows tricking your sight,
I am the real you who you must fight.
I am the love that leaves you poor,
I am the pride that you once wore,
I am the mind that's only good for,
Telling you to forego happy thoughts evermore.
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