Argue

by

Thomas Granger

Unreal likes of stamina, more real I am a man
My hopes and dreams to come alive is not my master plan
As it's ranking pretty high for something I could maybe use
To keep me from going crazy in a game you're meant to lose

Beauty held to squander in the distance, where I lay
Bound forever, keep these last few words I need to say
If you listen closely, hear the sounds of years gone bye
Augmented and distorted, you may often hear me cry

Cry out to all the ones in vein, trying to find their hearts
One thing that I can understand, the pain is where it starts
Though it ends not somewhere like this kind of paradise we live
Anyone who'll meet me there my emotion will forgive

There are not many wanderers that can ever reach this place
It won't reside both underground or out in outer space
Deep inside each one of us, a place to find what's real
It's the only place that knows all we see and all we feel

I might be argumentative about the final bits of male
I tend to still hang onto through the ending of my tale
Means I might be overrating, my opinion quite innate
When I come upon the answer sad to say I am too late

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Why don't you look at Oh My "Shairi"
by: Joyce Hemsley
from: Sunderland, England, UK

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