

been awhileWords, an effigy of thought burned lost And for what it cost, twas all for naught. Yet as a smothered flame they burn on Like the unheard song of the ceaseless rain Would that Id listened, would that Id tried To myself I have lied, to my own soul sinned. I claim not to forgive nor forget But to my regret, its my own life bereaved So I tell myself my futures blank, Cling to honor black, to rotten wealth And bequeath to no one, not even I, The gifts I eschew. Theres only to run. Would you forgive me? For I canbeen awhile
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Walk into a room with a smile and the room will smile with you
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Nikki Magnusson
What Happens In Vegas...Stays In Vegas...
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Walk into a room with a smile and the room will smile with you
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