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Confusion

I turn and I turn, and I turn again
Expecting to see what’s lost to me
Lost to be, yes, lost to me.

But I continue to turn, turn and turn
Twirling around like a distant song
Ding dong, ding alone, all night long.

Turn to left, is this right?
Turn and turn, turn to see, what is Me?
Sight, lets see, O, you lied to me
Die you creed
Cry no need.

I turn once more, now so black
Turn and turn, turn alas
There is no more, there was no door
There is no cure.




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Publicerad 2008-04-02 23:15



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