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Say 
The 
Words
 To 
Part 
My 
Soul
And
Let
Me 
Go
Into
The
Night

And empty words 
With empty thoughts
Mean more then every light within your eyes
Posted: 2006-03-27 00:09:05 UTC
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2006-03-27 04:34:48lost the lonely dead
That Dieing Light The words, doth lie dead? Feelings, run dry? It has often been said Eyes are the tunnels to the soul So i ask you now What light was there? Did you not see it faltering? How could you miss the flickering? That dieing light, the soul It, tortured, battered, beaten Forgot to love, to care to shine And thus did die, so shall IThe words, doth lie dead? Feelings, run dry? It has often been said Eyes are the tunnels to the soul So i ask you now What light was there? Did you not see it faltering? How could you miss the flickering? That dieing light, the soul It, tortured, battered, beaten Forgot to love, to care to shine And thus did die, so shall I