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The closer it gets to the end of the day
The fewer the words I have to say

The less time we get to spend
Is a smaller amount my heart will bend

Issues are problems that can not be solved
Rumors are words that people revolve

Life’s lies
And crossed eyes
Tears fall
And eyes cry

Eye’s that are always crossed shut
And Lies that leave the truth stuck

All these things
And all these choices
All these words
Coming from all these voices

All this pain, one shall feel
All these lies that once was real

All the time one last spent
All the land one must rent

Every lie ever believed
Are all the truths no one perceived

Out of every one who ever drank too much
Out of every heart ever put on a crutch

All the time that’s passed away
Every fear will never stay

Of all the souls that I can not touch
From all the mixtures ever called a mutt

From fewer words
And every shorter sentence
The lasting brief noise
And only one last choice

Of all the choices made by the end of the day
I still don’t know whether or not to say hey

*Think of a name...thanx!!

*Comments would be nice*