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it's so simplistic, my paper and pen

but i'll soon dirty it with you, with me

with an insecurity or three, 

with my head

with my hand

with a thought and an image

a picture and a creation

a lie a truth 

a fantasy a fairy tale 

of what was then and what is now

and what will be and what we are

there will be a duel there will be a joust

there will be a battle there will be a struggle

someone will fight someone suffers

someone cries and hearts are slightly torn

something dies and souls are slightly shifted

2003