we fly over the city as it guides us to sin,
the overtop of cluter we can see in the bin,
as the sun dies as its falling for you it becomes dim,
words that swallowed up thoughout the light,
we can look at each other, and pray for this night,
as the progression of words have suttled our might,
the rose i love so dearly, sure will give me a fight,
darkness serounds the passion of our aura
where the road leads is our heart
its the dart
flawless rocks and vines over pure time,
envys and devowers withs its slime,
should the rules that have been blinded consider it a crime,
the drug addict that shows us, is a mime...
chains are strangleing a flaw at its best,
the beast that is inside us is not ever at rest,
we are the birds that left home, our favorite nest,
i can tell our great adventure is more than a quest,
its a test, its a story, it love, it worry
where the road leads is our heart
its the dart










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Its my birthday soon.. meh..
I want to go to Paris!!
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"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
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Visit My Gallery: [link]
"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
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Visit My Gallery: [link]
"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
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Visit My Gallery: [link]
"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
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Visit My Gallery: [link]
"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
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Visit My Gallery: [link]
"If you don't claim your humanity you will become a statistic."
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