the man with the master plan

so i stand before you

as you make it so obvious

that i am here for a wicked event

so to know that all was a lie

everyone makes up stories

if we could concentrate on our selfs

we would be so high over the clouds

all this is over.  we need to get out of the well

silver stones milk my bones

shurely you felt it

we are not alone

open sky

blue eyes

melt into space

we are part of the human

man eaters


when does all of this stop

can we live protecting our children

tell them to stop

i am

and i will stand up and fight

so whoever wishes me well

i will love forever

we are aloud to be so happy

here on earth we are

we are aloud

please give me a chance

The End

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