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The clouds around her head, whisper secrets I’d die to hear. The storm’s pulling me in. I’ll find shelter in her eyes.

Simple subscriptions in olive drab. We pose a condition of all we have, Is all they want and they’ll all grab, Bomb strapped vests and make a stab, At life as we know it. We’ve sewn it. We reap it. It’s sad. When borders choose bullets, To get a word in last, And aim they’re bibles at the nearest flag. Lets lay down our books. Let our arms down fast, And remember dear friends, My eyes and your eyes, See those same blasts.

Filling ventricles In the heart of hearts To beat the drum we all walk to The strokes are the same

Follow swift, The hand is passing. The past is gone, The present ever lasting. Reaching for the end, As the thumb tack fails. The clock falls fast, As life derails.

Why isn't Times New Roman Good enough any more Font styles style lies In all the colours of the rainbow Colours that sometimes show The insanity of the youth, so One may wear his straight jacket Or lack there of Any darkened eyes make the truth They behold Unanimously misunderstood Overlooked Just open your eyes You know you should Bandage the wound That their favorite razor would Bleed the blood of a thousand suicides Seek the trust of a boy dead to our lives It might be good It might be goo...