My head is heavy
with a grief too deep
to be borne
I stand staring into
Minds and eyes tempered of steel
Needs to be as the color'd skies ,
Others will always want more and will wish for the End
Reasons who might know
some do it for lust,
some do it for wanting
Minds Eyes, is it the Voice?
I took your hand once, and held it to my cheek.
I dreamed a dream once, and it never came to be.
I traveled down the road once, just so I could see.
I put my arms up to heaven, just to ask, "Why...
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