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By The Attendee Published: May 14, 2009 Would you believe from this broken smoked-filled lung I can create fire between my lips and tongue? When I was young I caught a fleeting glimpse of a beast inside waiting to explode into words and music The beast is now a man flawed in nature weak and trembling Know that the future is carved from the bones of the past brittle and dead every leap you take shatters a forgotten dream I will never stop caring... Should you climb the highest mountain I will never stop caring Should you dig the deepest hole to hide in I will never stop caring From across the table or across the world I will never stop caring From a distance fatigued by time and tears I will never stop caring If a single night can change an empire it can surely change a man. |
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