

?To each his own and?
his own to each
Blinding White Sheltering Black Shaded Grey
Burst with glory Fade with glee Seek the answers
Forced to the path Driven by fear
To the end where
No living foot tread
Some hear the siren call Some see the shining apple Some feel destiny's tug
And each in his own time Will find his own way
Back
Back to the beginning
Back to the end
hand again
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~Wolf~
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~Wolf~
Hehe - thanks alot, hon, I really appreciate it ^^ *snugs*
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"And then the chorus comes in, and nobody knows why except Mozart and he's dead."
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"I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day"
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