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Is the blast of a gun or the blood of a dove the problem?
Why is it that the sea tastes like tears?
Do the rivers carry the sorrows of earth to its heart?
Is a lion still a lion if it lives in a cage?
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I walk through these halls, I take not of it all.
I notice the fakes, the fads.
I hear the names being called. I notice the lies.
I feel the heavy atmosphere full of rumors and hidden lives.
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So angry
The feeling of betrayal
Suffacating my senses
A thousand attempts
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Is the blast of a gun or the blood of a dove the problem?
Why is it that the sea tastes like tears?
Do the rivers carry the sorrows of earth to its heart?
Is a lion still a lion if it lives in a cage?
Or is your home really where your heart is?
If we could truely gaze upon each other, would we see beauty or nothing at all?
Why do we get so over worked about political campaigns? When we're the ones stopping us from getting what's right?
We all may think we're enclosed in boxes, packed and contained.
But your restrained only by the walls in hte box you build yourself.

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