November 9, 2005
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i read the chronicles
of a wounded soul
of a chameleon mind
that understood
the harshness that makes its toll
the loss
the joy
that maybe could
have more of an estblished seat
ebnterence inside your mind
and how you think your incomplete
and lost in daily boring grind
and now i tell you
more then truths
ill whip away those uunseen tears!
and see?
my gentle hands soothes abloshing your hate and feaR
i read the chronicales
of a shattered heart
the pain of an uncontrolable head
whose chemicals all filt and dart
and make the soul to feel so dead
and so i send my token hear
as you appreciate my soul
my art
and ill earse your fear
and once again
we will both be whole
my sympathy
its not that of the puppeteer who lies above
its simple a kindered soul
who wishes to fix
what was once whole
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