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homeless just to bury it the best of intentions don't mean a thing if in the end all there is left is careless cruelty benign neglect spoils everything the loser is the world one less spark of humanity one more broken soul lost in a black hole afraid to be whole the loser is the world everybody, you and me for the helpless child who could be defiled by someone who smiled and the cuts don't go deep enough to bleed out all of the pain and the chemical escapes poured into the brain might as well be acid rain what good would it be to gouge out the eyes when the visions are on the inside what good would it be to cut out the heart when it has already died ghosts live in the head of the mostly dead no matter what is said ghosts live in the head no mercy for a child just to hurry it like a pity cast aside don't mean a thing and if in the end all there is left is hopeless despair if we give up on ourselves we lose everything the loser is the world one less spark of humanity one more broken soul lost in a black hole afraid to be whole the loser is the world everybody, you and me for the helpless child who could be defiled by someone who smiled ghosts live in the head of the mostly dead no matter what is said ghosts live in the head but a beautiful mind finds a heart still kind and hope rewinds and hope unwinds and hope finds a way to survive all the passion bled and a way to coexist with the ghosts in the head you don't need an address to find a beautiful mind you don't need an address to find a heart still kind the winner is the world one small spark of humanity one more broken soul lost in a black hole afraid to be whole the winner is the world everybody, you and me for the helpless child who could be defiled and who still smiled
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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 |