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Nov 20, 2005 04:03

I've been thinking about the first part of this for quite a while and I thought I'd write it now.



Like a bullet casing reveals its bloody insides
The violin mirrors the longing in your eyes

Shining ever lasting
Carrying a greed unknown to mankind

As a whole you stand and fall in a carnival
That was set up for people who don't laugh

On an aerofoil you shall find your final identity
When the clowns laugh at you for being who you are
In the aftermath of your sweetest rhapsody

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