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song for a child no matter how many years are wasted no matter how many bitters I've tasted nothing will ever be so bad that I go mad I refuse to let myself give up no matter how many times I am knocked down no matter how many ways I've played the clown or wear a frown I might be a tired cliche from a old movie I might be a balloon most people burst long ago I might be a dream deemed quite impossible I might be real, but then, you'd never know for the words are fantasy and my eyes know what they see and my life remains empty except for superficiality I refuse to let it keep me down no matter how lonely or empty I feel no matter how raw this life I deal life has appeal no matter how many times I'm betrayed no matter how many failed plans I've made no matter how lost or tired or afraid a dreamer stayed alive a child survived for the words are fantasy and my eyes know what they see and my life remains empty except for superficiality I refuse to let it end sad no matter how many years are wasted no matter how many bitters I've tasted nothing will ever be so bad to end it sad
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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 |