{What you read is what I thought | What you see is what I saw}
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paid the ransom
And I open up like the back of a book I ruin everything with just a quick look And I settle down like a rocket explodes Hit the ground but how far out who knows You got a sign so I paid the ransom You felt sorry so I felt the wrath come Had a nice grip on my life till you twisted my arm My arm
The encore of the mind | Hides the present from the past | A feeling never opened | Never shared at last | A runner in the distance | The glare from the sun | And all he ever tells himself | Is just too always run | A gun full of bullets | A tool from the Gods | And with each exit force | All he does is nods | Screams off in the distance | Cries occur too | A boy far away hears it all | But what is he suppose to do | A jumble mixed with words | A poem mixed with rhymes | Vodka mixed with orange juice | Nickels mixed with dimes | Things forgotten and thrown out | Piled in the trash | Burning away at your soul | Melts away into ash | All these things that you have read | Are all the things that you will find | Hidden deep and locked away | In the encore of the mind
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