Only Skin and Bone + Mirage

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Only Skin and Bone

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my life will find
slow steps rewind
who knows as I surpress
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unstable mind
slow churning mine
soon the thoughts regress
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the stage is set
my role to dress
in truth there is no clue
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such bitter end
my soul to mend
all hope is found in you!
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Mirage

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we are a fortress
time is our boundary
we lie here on a bed of illusions
and wait for the smoke to rise
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matt francis

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