By the Sun of the Moon

Darling won't you rescue my heart from these flames I think will never depart
Darling won't you step in my shoes
They will show you everything that there is to lose
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From the highest tree
Yes everybody wants that seed
Yet the lowest one is already done
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Breathe enclosure
The sky is the lightening holder
Those who reach for the stars get stung
They aren't for everyone
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Night shade is the right shade to lay this out.
The place to pray about
Be still within
Before the race is over you will win
2006 Piemerica-Incorperated-EternallyWritten by Emperor MAR
August 21, 2006
Lyrics & Poems
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