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along the way of misbegotten youth searching for a passion that contained the whole truth feeling like a fool at times lost within my world of rhymes holding on the dreams that might come true totally depending upon you feeling the rage of a cage of wondering why searching for an answer that made it right to die cashing in all my lifes worth giving up my rights of birth all for hope of dreams that might come true all depending upon what you do is a hopeful romantic as hopeless as this can the meaning of life be found in a kiss does nothing else matter beyond sharing bliss did you ever wonder what you might miss along the way to getting there oh the things that we could share I was pressed into service for country and king blinded by a virtue that was made of other things there was no time to feel myself there were other words upon my shelf and the dreams that filled every breath were replaced by a passion for death feeling the rage of a cage of wondering why searching for an answer that made it right to die cashing in all my lifes worth giving up my rights of birth all for hope of dreams that might come true all depending upon what you do is a noble adventure as worthwhile as that can the meaning of life be found in a bullet is winning everything is that where it's at did you ever wonder what you might forget along the way to getting there oh the things that we could share are the gates of heaven worth the gates of hell do you write the script for every story you tell are you searching for things you can not touch do you wonder why you feel you need so much? I was found in the gutter by angels without wings they stepped over my body leaving me a few things I think I was still breathing but I didn't care so nobody else did until I came here and this is the story that I have to share a journey from innocence beyond the fear to believe in something that isn't out there only a heart feels it and becomes aware is a hopeful romantic as hopeless as this can the meaning of life be found in a kiss does nothing else matter beyond sharing bliss did you ever wonder what you might miss along the way to getting there oh the things that we could share
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I love you all for coming... for reading all these words for every click feels like more love (I know that sounds absurd) if I could only tell you... one thing more tonight I'd say I wish you could come home with me and be my friends for life |