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Pretty shitty hollywood...
Swimming through the clouds, soaring gently with a wish to fly.
Making waves, out of the raindrops falling from the sky.
Even these things, don't seem stranger than fiction.
Creep in my mind, whisper the right steps to make.
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the lord my soul to take.
It all, is grand, and let me live.
As I, come forth, let me fall in your direction.
And let life take its course.
Is this, perfection?
Or is it reality? Whatever it the answer may be...
It sounds good to me.
I imagine, people learning lessons from what I teach.
and I picture, what happens so much differently.
The fact is, I'm distracted by your beauty.
And they know, this is what I call jealousy.
It all, is grand, and let me live.
As I, come forth, let me fall in your direction.
And let life take its course.
Is this, perfection?
Or is it reality? Whatever it the answer may be...
It sounds good to me.
The path I've taken in life.
Has been regretable until now.
What has come of this day, will never let me down.
Just to say, these words, is honor, a grace, and a faith drove into the ground.
I'll write you back, later when I am lost and found.
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Posted by error_course on 2008-07-02 17:30:50 | Rating: | Views: 31
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