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The Myth |
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just water |
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its weird |
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in the dark |
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the akwardness of this world |
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the sweet smell |
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as the world sleeps |
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he hides |
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to my foe |
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the world in my hand |
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my heart woe |
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like a baby |
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in the sea |
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my love to you |
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left side |
left side
there you are on the left side of the class,
the fourth seat-
your voice as an angels voice would be
i sit to the far right
it seems like youre to far,
cause if i look ill be discovered
i would never tell you what i feel
nor would i tell you that im in love
youre to close but yet so far-
you dont lool at me not even a glance
cause your eyes are focused at the end of the class
he sits there smiling at you, wished i was him,
so i could be with you
he charming and clever
i could be too-
but his beauty i lack
im clever im smart
but you dont seem to care
for sight is what you like-
and lack whats in there
in there in the heart....
in the soul im not good for you
or worth your time
but only time will tell what lyes for you-
cause one day youll lack what you didnt see in me
and he'll leave you and youll be broken too.
| On April 5th 2008 xHickChick789x Said : | |
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Great job! |


