January 11, 2011
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A sea of silence in a world of noise
The sounds all run together
Handling the crowd, waiting for a voice
To make it all seem better
How can they think they know me?
Think they've truly recieved my smiles
The truth is sometimes I get lonely
Seperate in my own unique file
But when I find you I'll know
Maybe we'll cease to be alone
Buried thigh deep in the snow
Cut from rock and stone
You, you keep me going
Always doubting,
Ever knowing
That somwhere there's something true
I spend my life waiting for you.

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