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By Unknown Author I am personSo clear, so freeI am what’s possiblebetween you and meI am just someoneboth good and badI am so patheticit makes me sadI can be emptywithout a loveI am so giftedfalling high aboveI am so lonelyat this moment in timeYet, I am so focusedto walk down this line.

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By The Lizard King The leaves are falling in the windthe face through the space wears a familiar grin,the clouds still floating over head,As if to pay tribute to the dead.As darkness comes and eats the light,the face is gone now out of sight.The constant pounding in my head,the trip set in, my visions dead.