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there are some things imagination oh the sensation reaching between your fears to where your heart hears and you can not deny the feeling inside no matter what you try you know you have not died you can run and hide behind books and statues you can catch a ride on plastacine virtues you can cross off your heart and put off your love and give up this life for something dreamed of but whether you get to your fantasy there are some things you must see in your mind's eyes beneath your covers whether in the flesh or with holy lovers no matter what price you charge or think you pay there are some things undeniably there are some things always free it's the visceral land of wonderful oh how beautiful stretching you past your fears to where your soul hears and you can not deny the feeling inside no matter what you try you know you have not died you can run and hide behind what you are told you can catch a ride on the broken down old you can cross off your heart and put off your love and give up this life for something dreamed of but whether you feel your own fantasy there are some things you must see in your mind's eyes even if you're numb deep within your flesh you know where you come from no matter what price you charge or think you pay there are some things undeniably there are some things always free and you may thing you have lessons learned you may feel you have been too burned you may believe in things you can't touch you may pretend that you don't need much but the truth shows in the clutch curled up in your bed at night nothing hides you can turn off every light deep inside you know what you have denied you know what you have not tried and you know why you have lied for all the tears you have cried and all the tears you have not cried the waters are so wide deep inside it's the practical matter of factual oh how actual touching you past your fears to where your skin hears and you can not deny the feeling inside no matter what you try you know you have not died you can cross off your heart and put off your love and give up this life for something dreamed of but whether you get to your fantasy there are some things you must see in your mind's eyes beneath your eyelids between the lines when you were kids no matter what price you charged or think you paid there are some things undeniably still alive inside where you hide there are some things you must see you have not died there are some things always free
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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 |