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CytocHromE

Bluelighter
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Mar 18, 2000
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This cluttered room has no lights
I'm tripping
over my thoughts
The light I find in the images from my mind but that's where they stay cuz I'm blind
I hide
So don't let go of my hand
I won't find the way
But it doesn't matter anyways
I don't have a destination
Aimlessly wandering in unfamiliar areas
Knowing exactly where I am
I'm headed for nowhere, because I want to be everywhere
I don't care...anymore
No
the concern left When the dreams became reality
For in a world of darkness, what is a dream?
It's the reality of the pain you feel and the fantasy you imagine
combined as one
until you find yourself tripping over your thoughts in a cluttered room with no lights
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*Give a man a fish, he eats for a day. Teach a man to fish, he eats for a lifetime.*
 
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