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sometimes i think that i am an angel, and i pity myself
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What can you lose in a soldierles battle ? , more
importantly what can you gain? In an imaginary battle-field
of an UN-known location, goes on the most important conflict
to the living soul, the battle of Good and Evil.
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I sit above you all and look you down,
And I pity you for your harmful ways.
For only from up here, can you see the big picture.
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This was the day I cut my hard earned wings.
This was the day I became as you
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It's this perverted game of chance.
Are lives as the bet and we have nothing to gain.
As we sit ,facing each other,
The draw begins, which shall live to remember ,
And whom shall be rememberd.
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The way she looks at me, she cries:
"I cannot breath just to stay alive"
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Many seasons ago,
I promised you the first rain...
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I told her its about to rain, so I should leave,
Said I shouldn't be caught in the rain
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I tell you I'm ok,
I wonder if I am.
And I don't look back.
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A wave, being flung from water to sand.
Move with its rhythm,
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Voices dont lie, only poeple do
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I'm no pasyphist,
I call myself one
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I'm no pasyphist,
I call myself one
Because it is easier for others to comprehend
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I feel as if I'm living the last months of my life.
Maybe I am,
You see,
The end of a life doesn't always mean death.
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These thoughts they keep me awake.
I guess this whole mess keeps a lot of people awake.
A whole country that never sleeps
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זה שאני כותב את
הסלוגנים הכי
שנונים,
הכי מצחיקים
הכי נוקבים
הכי מקוריים
הכי פילוסופיים
הכי איכותיים
והכי טובים,
זה עושה אותי
ליוצר נערץ בבמה
או שבעצם איש לא
מכיר אותי?
יגאל עמיר,
מגלומן מיתמם,
לא מבין מה
רוצים ממנו. |
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