Brian Paschall Biography

The rose I gave to you
Will one day wither away
But the love behind the thought
I sware will never fade
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Forgive me for thinking that you could ever do any wrong
My heart knows that I shouldn't quick to anger
But the yen to my yang is furious inside
Within me burns a rage of hurt hate and anger and despair
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Once upon a magical dream
We walked both hand in hand
On the mystic shores of romance
We wrote love notes in the sand
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If I could only see myself
Looking through your eyes
Then maybe I could understand
How you felt inside
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From the darkness arise the screams
Of A lonely puppet with broken dreams
On the stage of life he will preform no more
His heart is empty his soul is sore
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