Little Pieces of Me
By: R. L. Stroup
 
   

The World Forgotten


Come over into a world forgotten with time
     A fantasy of pleasure and pain
     No longer fought in vain
Though almost all but given to it's crime
     It's eveil glee tries to break into the mind
     No longer will this world wane
As the fantasy takes over from inside
     We gather together to fight
     Brought together by the One
     We shall bring the fantasy down
     This forgotten world's evel plight
     Shall be blocked by our psychic bond
     It will now exist only in the poets sound

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