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Before the fallout rain comes and washes the world
away. Hold on to this, hold on to the
words that will bring affirmation. Save your memories they will serve you well,
keeping the dream alive. We wait for
times to better but when hope is lost this time is wasted. Affirmation is all you wanted and now they
all call you crazy. You never cared so
much, you never loved soo much. Words
are lost, lost in the translation. Metaphors
are all you have but no one understands what there meaning holds. It’s the fallout. Random thoughts that one day will prove your
case, prove you were right. Break these ties;
make new ones on the bridges you will burn.
We all know that you have never felt so powerful but when you stand in
front of the fire. In the end this will
be the bullet that brings your heart to a realization, a realization of this
fallout.
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| Ask your self what you would do if all was lost and there was nothing to gain, and all you could think of is the past.
Down the street not across the road will give you a vision of true lonelyness.
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| Emotion is the key to life but at the same time it kills you.
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I know, my forhead is showing but its windy up that high "space needle"
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