This is the way it is
On the morning of the may the bleak and distant day the morrow may display
The words seem so faint away the day before passing the dusty pay
How oh how was I supposed to know the way of the oddity
Now that I sit and wonder the faint and pail quail of this pasty faced male that looks back at me
From that mirror I quote to myself in despair why the face and in response the person in the mirror with the mask did reply and simply said that you’re not alive nor are you dead it’s all in your head and that was the quote from the pail quail of this pasty faced male that looks back at me from the mirror.. By DosGhost..Myspace Graphics
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