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what are we doing
and what are we here for
if words have no meaning
then how will we know?

lost in the confusion
the real world delusion
the nothing about us
an amber light glows.

open and willing
to believe all the lies
to keep clear our concience
and silence our cries.

we're trapped in illusion
faces lit with confusion
we let them delude us
while life passes by.

generations of children
thier mother a box
twisting and turning
burning and yearning
modern society
holds us in her fury!

our minds all plugged into televions,
bring us visions of whose opinion?



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On Thursday February 1st, 2007, BloodySparrow (63) writes:
the rythem to it was great, it captures you into movement with it... and I particularly like the line "if the words have no meaning , then how will we know?" seems to have an almost meta-physics nature to it


On Thursday February 1st, 2007, Bella Butchery (1104) writes:
this screamed of the wall (pink floyd), but more intreverted and personal. excellent!


On Thursday February 1st, 2007, -Oz- (173) writes:
I admire the picture that you paint. I've felt like this before, but i think you've felt it deeper. -Oz



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