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[engarde]

Mothers crying in the halls
faces buried in the wall
and there's nothing we can do

babies waking in the dawn
then another baby's gone
and we gave it all to you

there's another social outcast
here's another broken toy
memories in color
when the world was filled with joy

candles in the windowsill
keep on tryin it until
there is nothing left to do

give your heart a second chance
do not fear a failed romance
when he gives his heart to you

there's the power of suggestion
in another fragile mind
take their toys and take their places
they can leave the world behind

harlem's ringing in my ear
keep singing it I fear
the song might lose it's touch

take another's word
pretend it's all you heard
cause they love you very much

here's your technicolor world
painted on the bathroom wall
those people who left you
never really left at all

a boy in violet haze
the jude sends him a gaze
but this boy is not in question

he's a dreamer in disguise
but his heart will compromise
that's the power of suggestion

DC Brockton

[Clyde]

Thank you I will have to read it again, it was interesting, but too much for right now.

[ResQ381]

I enjoyed this vary much.