Trying to find real souls
Because there's not many left!
Speak upon something real,
And an frown impedes upon their chest.
Not understanding the ways of an analyst....
Just of the unknowledgeable
Stuck in the pride of ignorance,
And always susceptible to failure
Why must we not see,
What's upon our paths?
Even when times show us signs,
We continue with laughs!
9/16/08
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