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Worlds crumble under words.
The pen is mightier than the sword.
So speak clearly and listen sharply for the end.
But ends are new beginings, and
Beginings are always the same.
Predictability is the death of imagination, so
Be unpredictable!
Sing a new song for a generation yet to be heard.
Live till nothing is left.
Be Love, and
Follow no one but yourself.
Think in circles and squares and spiraled lines.
Fly into a sunlit sky, till the world stops and the spaces start.
We are here.
Tell them,
We are here.
For all our faults
We are here.
- by passion for my poison |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 09/13/2010 |
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- Title: we are here
- Artist: passion for my poison
- Description: this is the time for us. Writers, artists, performers. We are the new voices of the world and we will stand and be.
- Date: 09/13/2010
- Tags: here
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