Perry Sophocleous

I walk alone for fear of exposure.
Though I am silently searching for her over and over.
I am still a Nomad, a heartless organ doner.
Finding her will send me to the white cliffs of Dover.
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To my heart I'm a prisoner, to my mind I'm a slave
But with no other way to function and no other way to breath
Heartache and an early grave is all I shall concede.
But on this journey I grow stronger, with nothing left to bleed
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Blinding conscious thought
You think you will win
Covering all bases
Yet this does not change a thing
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To my unforeseen destruction, I leave for a new
An exciting new life for me, but not for us two
Two years of walking, I have gained no ground
My retraceable steps, impossible to be found
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Pride will not let me avoid it
Fear will not let me face it
Lost in limbo trying to find myself
A once forgotten memory in a distant past of mine
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So close, yet so far
Yet distant is what we are,
I am sinking in quick sand,
With no one to extend their hand,
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An Ideological maniac
With thy constant threat of end
Careful in his approach
He counts each second spent
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Drinking, drinking, drinking
Will stunt your growth and thinking,
Sometimes people say things,
But say them with out meaning,
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And so they continue to journey through the fire,
Unknowingly walking toward the land of ice,
The sand and sea creates a whirlwind of love that spreads throughout the land,
An earthquake disfigures the ocean bed setting hate free once and for all,
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