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POETIC TRAGEDY
the cup is not half empty as pescimists say as far as he's sees nothings left in the cup a whole cup full of nothing for him to induldge since the voice of ambition has long since been shut up
a singer, a writer, he's not dreaming now of going nowhere he gave heed to nothing, and all that he was.... is just a tragedy
so he voyages in circles succeeds getting nowhere and submits to the substance that first got him there
then in violent, frustration he cries out to God or just no one is there a point to this madness and all that he was.... is just a tragedy
he feels alone his heart in his hand he's alone
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DJ Tiesto : Beautiful things
Got up early, found something's missing
my only name.
No one else sees but I got stuck,
and soon forever came.
Stopped pushing on for just a second, then nothing's changed.
Who am I this time, where's my name?
I guess it crept away.
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No one's calling for me at the door.
And unpredictable won't bother anymore.
And silently gets harder to ignore.
Look straight ahead, there's nothing left to see.
What's done is done, this life has got it's hold on me.
Just let it go, wha-
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t now can never be.
I forgot that I might see,
So many beautful things.
I forgot that I might need,
to find out what life could bring.
Take this happy ending away, it's all the same.
God won't waste this simplicity on possib....
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