Imagine

Member since 2002 · Posted 11 Jul 2002 · 0 comments

Somewhat confused We wait for days to fly away As soon we can To the place Where people come late Where someone???s waiting for us If they ever inform you That I???m not there Anymore If they ever inform you Maybe I wasn???t there At all Imagine me Somewhat confused We swing the clapper of life Our last time Which like the snow on warm palm Is melting us Forever

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