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In fear every day, every evening,He calls her aloud from above,Carefully watched for a reason,Painstaking devotion and love,Surrendered to self preservation,From others who care for themselves.A blindness that touches perfection,But hurts just like anything else.Isolation, isolation, isolation.Mother I tried please believe me,I'm doing the best that I can.I'm ashamed of the things I've been put through,I'm ashamed of the person I am.Isolation, isolation, isolation.But if you could just see the beauty,These things I could never describe,These pleasures a wayward distraction,This is my one lucky prize.
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Isolation, isolation, isolation, Isolation, isolation, isolation,
Isolation, isolation, isolation,
Isolation, isolation, isolation,
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Isolation, isolation, isolation,
Isolation, isolation, isolation,
Isolation, isolation, isolation,
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(A JANELA ZEN É UM PURO ENCANTO)
isolation, ilumination,
the intuiton of the self
in-essere
Como gostei !
De tudo
(Imagens/palavras)!
Absolutamente ...
A blindness that touches perfection,
But hurts just like anything else...
L
Belo link!
O texto acertou-me na testa, mas já estou melhor (primeiro fiquei um bocado zonza e tal).
fuga pro motel, ...os mesmos irritante apelos
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