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We see the end Right from the start The clock is ticking I could break your heart Knowing the futility If all we do while living Pointless endeavours You could be forgiven For wondering Just what is the point? What’s the reason For going on? Its to make your make To shine your light Maybe…
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Twist and turn Find the light Or do we burn, Round and round We thrive and yearn Mayhap we may learn, From wrong and right From dark and light, Towards the new born day Or descending into night, Its a struggle Its a constant plight, To know our end That’s always in sight, We are…
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I have an inkling That this is not it I think that we Live in some form Beyond this Maybe we reincarnate Or maybe we go To another place But I feel sure That there is more That we just don’t understand. The thought of when it’s over It just goes black Fly’s in the…
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Revolutions using guns and firebombs Only send the establishment into hiding They don’t change the system And the establishment has an army for protection. The greatest weapons we have And the best chance of bringing about revolutionary change Is through our intellectual arguements Our passion and knowledge for all that we know to be right…
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I searched the universe for you Across the cosmos I did roam In a hope to discover where you were In a hope to bring you home In a hope to heal your hurts In a hope we may find love This I searched the universe for For the love I have not met yet…
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Give me peace Give me solitude Give me a place to hide A place to sleep away the nights A place of beauty A place of grace and bliss A place in your heart If that place exists Let me reside there Basking in your love While gazing up At the stars and universe above.
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We look for opportunities We search for a glimpse of hope, That our luck might just change Or is it down to the universe, There must be something We can do to manifest change, I guess it requires dedication. But I think at my age the dedication that is required, Has got up and left…
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There are men who treat women like toys They aren’t real me they are still boys They find it hard to form a relationship They find it hard to ignore the itch Of jumping from bed to bed with no conscience They do what they will as their ego pleases There are men who treat…
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There are those who stagger from extremes And miss the balance in between Where healing and good things take place Which is the problem with the human race It always mocks the middle ground And in its wisdom trying to act profound They rush to occupy the extreme And speak as though its the only…
