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[ Mind Warp - Volume #4, Issue #10, File #065 ]
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[ "Misc. Poetry" by Pride ]
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Misc. Poetry
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[Pride]
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Joseph
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the hourglass
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beep beep
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tick
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tick
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tick
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"the sundial says it's..."
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they say the average human lives 75 years
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that's approximately 2,365,200,000 seconds
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15 of which you'll spend reading this
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tick
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tick
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tick
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"my appointment is at..."
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"school ends at..."
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"the show starts at..."
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tick
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tick
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tick
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"they say that time is the fire in which we burn"
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well, that may be the case...
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tick
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tick
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PRiDE
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no difference
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one white
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one black
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no difference
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but one
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one rich
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one poor
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can't you guess?
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one white
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one black
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no difference
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but now two
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one is hired
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one is not
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can't you guess?
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one white
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one black
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no difference
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any more
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illness claims one
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war claims the other
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can't you guess?
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no, you can't
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we are all equal
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in the end
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PRiDE
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(untitled)
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the light of the stars filters into my room, yet i don't care
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i am oblivious to all external interferences
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except you
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i'm going away soon
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hard to believe it's only in two years
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i've know you for three, half our time is gone
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where did it all go?
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tears on my pillow, on my sheets, on my shirt
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will they not stop?
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it's as if my eyes have a will of their own
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will they not stop?
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i hope not
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the words...emotions i have never even dared to speak to you
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come rolling out of my mouth
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fear
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jealousy
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love
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real love...i hadn't know it until i said it
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but i know it's true
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and i know it can never be
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and there will always be a place for you here
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in my heart
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but where did the time go?
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and why did the time go?
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i...don't...know...
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it's going to be hard in two years
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god knows where i'll wind up
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texas? california? new york? idaho?
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you will never be replaced
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...and i need you now
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...and i will need you more than ever then
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where will i be next year?
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a new place, probably
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i have never done anything without you there beside me
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holding my hand, wishing me luck, praying for me
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i hope you understand
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i need you
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a sinking buoy out in the harbor
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and you are my net
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don't let me go
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and i promise i'll hold on
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PRiDE
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Utopia
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(for Mr. David Duke)
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monkeys, monkeys everywhere!
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dancing all around me.
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dancing, and singing;
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must they be a part of my world?
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send them all back,
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back to where they came from,
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or else...make them my slaves
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and have no one question me;
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for that is how it should be.
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i agree with cosmic slop
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they are a...nuisance,
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that must be dealt with
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before we can reach that giant step...to power.
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let them be shipped away,
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away to some far-off world
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and peace will reign.
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they can have their dances,
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their food,
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their music,
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and we...we can have peace!
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why are they here?
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they don't belong here
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in my world.
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because i am the man
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and it is my world.
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i will see to it...personally.
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PRiDE
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