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from: Stash 24 Dec 2007
Images of sanity
In a world gone mad
Forged from all the vanity
And the dreams you once had
Like a glimpse of the future
Or a memory of the past
Like a glance out the side window
Of a car moving fast
It's a half forgotten melody
A childhood fairy Tale
Filled with all the irony
And obscured behind a veil
A veil from your own mind
Afraid to know the truth
Afraid of your own thoughts
And the memories of your youth
You grow still and silent
Afraid to make a sound
Because it might break the spell
Send your world crumbling down
And when that world
No longer answers
Will you no longer hear?
Populations are growing like cancers
Spreading death and fear
So you slide your finger into the gun
And you slowly squeeze the trigger
In the morning they will find you dead
And hardly worth their trouble
@ Stash 1981
ANTI POPEYE X FAN CLUB
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