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"Riddler Riddler ask me why
The birds fly free on a mackerel sky Ask me whither goes the wind Whence the endless tick-tick stream begins Make me guess if the earth is flat or round Set a guessing if fantasies are unbound If tales aren't just for children to see That it's peace if sleep walks with me As you wish For kingdom come The one to know all the answers You think you dwell in wisdoms sea Still sweet ignorance is the key To a poet's paradise Challenge the Riddler and you will see... Riddler Riddler ask me why All mothers beneath the Earth and sky Hold their children's hands for a while Their hearts forever - yours and mine Make me wonder what's the meaning of life What's the use to be born and then die Make me guess who's the one Behind the mask of Father and Son As you wish For kingdom come The one to know all the answers You think you dwell in wisdoms sea Still sweet ignorance is the key To a poet's paradise Challenge the Riddler and you will see... For nature hates virginity I wish to be touched Not by the hands of where's and why's But by the Oceans' minds As you wish For kingdom come The one to know all the answers You think you dwell in wisdoms sea Still sweet ignorance is the key To a poet's paradise Challenge the Riddler and you will see..." (The Riddler) Nightwish --- Uploaded version, changing the name. I have to thank my new friends from !imperial-Stock for their great works that are helping me so much in mine, so I'm dedicating this for you! Hope you like... --- *Thanks to the stocks: --- Gilraen Ar-Feiniel |
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I pick up the forgotten pieces of my existence; I miss the moments that my mind doesnt go to all these confusing roads. With you all of these seem to be logical, my path goes straight to you.
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Andrea si è perso, si è perso, e non sa tornare
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There is no greater tragedy of sorrow, then when you take the pains of yesterday, into your tomorrow.
bjaum.
That feeling mixed with your beauty and the gunmetal colors make for a roller coaster to the eyes.
I love it.
Sorry for the novel.
Be welcome!
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