

The OneDrifting dreams, And passing memories, Sweeping up, Tears I yet have to cry.The One
They say that for everybody, there's someone out there. I ask you, have they seen everybody?
Time slips between my fingers, I have nothing to hold, The summer heat will go on by, The winters never seem cold.
They say, don't give up, you have nothing to lose. I ask you, what if nothing's my everything?
The brutal winds, That seem to kill the dead, Rampage in the paths, I have yet to tread.
They say, there's always hope for everyone.


MemoriesMemories are the birds we never captured, The wind we never felt, The moments we never treasured, The hands we never held.Memories
Memories are the places we never visited, The trees we never saw, The frozen leaves on a broken branch, That never seemed to thaw.
Memories are the papers we never kept, The phones we didn't pick up, The grass we never sat down in, The water we never touched.
Memories are the rivers we never watched go by, The rocks and the pebbles we never kicked, The hawks in the sky we never noticed, The ice cream cones we nev
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...a pathetic, adolescent fantasy which doesn't take into account the immense amount of responsibility and effort required to rule over an empire larger than any other.
`Prince-des-Sots, on the fallaciousness of world domination
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