Waves
Washing away the pain
Left by
Heartache
Hurt
And hatred
Washing them into the great ocean
To be felt no more
Waves
Washing me emotionally clean
Washing me fresh
Making me
Space cat
there was a little cat of the furry sort and he used to dream he was an astronaut climbing in his rocket heading to the stars landing down...
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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