See this face with past I hide
I have no voice I just have pride
Silent confidence, not a day
I go without the clouds of may
I have a dream of longing days
a pedal to the floor, in different ways
one by one they all fall down
my hopes and dreams of unheard sounds
give me a missing love to crave
one time I had; I always gave
not the doubt of what is real
the reality of what you feel
unhappy times are withered gone
keep in mind...I am the one.
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