

Broken up familyForget me For I am broken Don’t love me A wound will be your token. A soul who is lost With no way of heading home And the dark streets of night I am cursed to roam. Rejected from my sanctuary From my hiding place Never to return again Or show my ugly face Only one place I truly feel at home If I am turned from there These streets I shall roam No way I can hide there For I cant hide from you You will get me talking And all my feelings will break through I know that’s what you want But I’m sorry, I’m afraid, ThatBroken up family
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Skip all that business about evolution, humanity was cooked up in an alien easy bake oven a long time ago. That's why we don't work correctly. There's nothing 'natural' about us. ~ Dr. Steel
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