lost soul Biography

They flow down in silent streams
Showing the dense pain
They let others see that I am weak
Is that bad?
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A place
A time
A begining
And an end
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Like something that follows me everywhere I go
There when not and in my dreams
Makes me toss and turn and scream
I know what it is
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I see him just sitting there
I wonder should I say anything
I try, I succeed, and we talk
Before the show, at dinner,
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What do you do if he talks?
What do you do if he walks?
Do you follow or stay
A deep blush creeps
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