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Refugee from the Dreamworld
I am a refugee from the dreamworld In this new home my wings don’t work People here are suspicious of me When I look at them, they look away Artist: Cyril Rolando I am a refugee from the dreamworld Everything here makes too much sense There is so little mystery That I’m afraid to fall… Read more
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O Time too swift
His golden locks Time hath to silver turn’d; O Time too swift, O swiftness never ceasing! His youth ‘gainst time and age hath ever spurn’d, But spurn’d in vain; youth waneth by increasing: Beauty, strength, youth, are flowers but fading seen; Duty, faith, love, are roots, and ever green. The poetry above is the first… Read more
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My Love is Vengeance That’s Never Free
No one knows what it’s likeTo be the bad manTo be the sad manBehind blue eyes No one knows what it’s likeTo be hatedTo be fatedTo telling only lies But my dreams aren’t as emptyAs my conscience seems to be I have hours, only lonelyMy love is vengeance that’s never free No one knows what… Read more
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