S.D. Sycther
Not they make a part of the glory;
Never they hold a position in my story.
In pursuit if you are, then be you the Tom-Dick-tory;
Skip the tears cause never they a part of the story.
Cause never they were a part of the story.
I have seen oceans of grief being made drop by;
I have never seen the river of joy so dry;
Could I see you in any other form;
You shall be the one and you shall never cry,
You have failed but at least you gave it a try.
Never saw I such an ocean being so wry;
Only saw an ocean of death and the river of joy so dry;
Skip the cry cause that shall come at the end;
Maybe this, not the purpose thy was send.
But truth shall unlike this rainbow shall never bend;
But truth shall unlike this rainbow shall never bend,
So skip the tears cause may be not the only purpose thy was send.
So skip the tears cause may be not the only purpose thy was send.
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Not they make a part of the glory;
Never they hold a position in my story.
In pursuit if you are, then be you the Tom-Dick-tory;
Skip the tears cause never they a part of the story.
Cause never they were a part of the story.
I have seen oceans of grief being made drop by;
I have never seen the river of joy so dry;
Could I see you in any other form;
You shall be the one and you shall never cry,
You have failed but at least you gave it a try.
Never saw I such an ocean being so wry;
Only saw an ocean of death and the river of joy so dry;
Skip the cry cause that shall come at the end;
Maybe this, not the purpose thy was send.
But truth shall unlike this rainbow shall never bend;
But truth shall unlike this rainbow shall never bend,
So skip the tears cause may be not the only purpose thy was send.
So skip the tears cause may be not the only purpose thy was send.
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