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I know, not a damned thing to do with what I'm actually writing. Another poem! Love it, biotch! Owned Actually a happy one for once.. er.. happier. I was singing it, but I can't do musical charting, so a poem it'll remain.



scream for me
i have seen so many things
my eyes have been blinded
blinded by the light
so wont you scream
scream for me
oh the things i have seen
they are blinding
blinding, what a sight

i can't speak
these things i see
steal my breath away
breath away from me
i can't look away
these things i see
steal my breath away
breath away from me

so won't you scream
scream for me
advance a little help
to my cause
scream scream for me now
these things i've seen remove
me from me
now i'm gone oh gone
im gone

i cant speak
these things i see
steal my breath away
breath away from me
i cant look away
these things i see
steal my breath away
breath away from me

just steal my breath away
breath away from me

now scream oh the sound
what wonders i have seen
i can't live them down
oh scream for me now
one where there is no pain
just a sound we make
oh the sound we'll make
just scream
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