Louis Cecile

Infectious smile has infected tears
The laughter strikes with spears
I am not dear and they are not sincere
Feeling fear
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Seeking space and time, thoughts to awaken my mind
Time to walk in my wake, insight for the journey
Fate to spark, reveal what lies beneath the bark
Distracted by the roots of a tree
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You can never lose that part of you

Our hearts were beating as one
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The mystery of evil

What a life it implores
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Fast women

Your movement is untrue
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