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Pain.
It Shapes us,
Controls some
Pain.
It's like water
It Pools in us
An Ocean here, A pond there
Not all are Natural
Some are bound, By masks
Others flow freely, From our eyes
And our movement
A stream from an Ocean? no
A massive River from a puddle? no
By every man, his input, His output
When we started, it was innocent
Evil causes pain to pool, The more evil,
The bigger the pool
Rarely, Some people are dry
They don't allow it to come in, to fill them
They have already been flooded, Before,
They built a Damn, Strong, Resistant.
others appear to have a Damn, but only wear a mask
Behind these masks, Hold the biggest Ocean of all
People need to release, To change this pain,
Use it to better yourself, Grow from it, Let it go
- by Mr Waffles the Hound |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/22/2010 |
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- Title: A river, A stream, A trickle
- Artist: Mr Waffles the Hound
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- Date: 07/22/2010
- Tags: river stream trickle
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