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Author's infos Gender: Male Age: 25 Location: N/A |
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| Introduction: A tribute... | ||
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Touching you makes this world worth surviving in It makes me want to be a better man and talk to you Describe my feelings Pour my heart out Write it all down so I'll remember But the why of my suppression has a because A higher authority to report to A master which cannot be swayed Looming in the shadows of an old deserted house Somewhere out there Where we used to be I hear the tired groan of the wind It calls my name Ushers me away on the wings of an eagle Carries me to a utopia in the mountains Voices praise the sun's rays Voices sing Everything Has a reason And a season Dry your tears I'm right here I still recall Those days in Fall We laughed and cried And then you died |
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