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There was love in the room.
It was the laughter in the rain.

With nearly broken legs, it kept its pride.
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Filled with anger, my heart is dark.
Darkness is around me, from the people that surround me.
Another day has gone, and my heart is still dark.
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You seek the truth
yet you tell the lies.

You seek for justice,
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As dark as the night gets.
It cannot get any darker than a human.
As angry as a lion gets.
It cannot get angrier than a human.
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You, my precious have left us.
In the coldest nights I feel no warmth.
It's like the light has left us.
I want to find you, yet I am lost.
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The morning glance I stood before
Clouds that made music you would not abhor

One and all, a universe of mind.
Gentle heavens and feeling no more.
To be brought here - oh you poor soul.
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Where is the way how is it seen.
Could it be in the things we create?
Look towards you and see the truth.
Yet still knowing the lies are behind you.
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As it stood there, majestically with its dark tail.
It grabbed its tail, and it would play the hidden tunes.
Light from the moon would shine upon the gracious one.
Still it would not reveal its blood covered blue eyes.
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I see a light, with colours so bright.
Red, green and blue, are the colours of this light.
A glance and the light is gone.
Where could it be from?
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He dreams his hopes when he sleeps.
They come not by themselves, but he chooses to dream them.
His dreams are the reality in another world.
A world filled with possibilities.
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Gazing in the burning field, telling the story he saw.

Gunshots flying from roof to roof; the rain is sad.
Under the beds they go; the heat is among them.

In the open field there is love; so tiny, yet so strong.
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A tender word; a decent hello.
My pardon has not brought a smile or so.

An all seeying eye; across the globe.
The birds fly; messages from orb to orb.
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The soft yet painful feeling of this beautiful feather
Gently touching the marmer stones with wet hands
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In the lighted but crowded room.
Speaking on private dooms.

A sigh, a praise, a loud voice.
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Branded by birth, but freed by life.
Looms but the shadow of the made truth.
By reason, by logics, by heart.
It is the concious soul.
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When life will unbound
so will they free themselves from the fear.
As might grows
so will they embrace it with the lust of greed.
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Do not let me lead you.
Do not let me control you.

Rather let me inspire you.
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A room I stood in, filled with machinery of light and doom.
There stood the screen - in all its beauty and its evil means.
The sound was that of a piano; the greatest genius, it seems.
I waved and remembered the lighted cure it brought me
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In life, I died.
In death, I wandered.

In wandering, I had mastered the finding.
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This beautiful place with no name.
Through the eyes of a child.
Within a heart of a man.
I see this place that is not named.
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