Ghettos of the heartToo many hours in a day Too many strangers in the street The downtown, the mall, the bay There’s no place for us to meetGhettos of the heart
I’m a fork without a knife And I have a mouth to feed But I got some strength left My flowers grow even without a seed
In the ghettos of the heart Only the hard ones survive Calm down, take a deep breath Count to five For that handful of numbers Only one name will come to mind If so, take some time to be kind There’s someone whose heart Speeds up when you arrive Try to understand it from the sta
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life is going to throw nasty shit at you and either you get used to getting hit or you make a difference by throwing it back at the person who threw it.
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The darkness will swallow you, and then you'll become a resident of the city of smiles, where eternal darkness rules all.
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- No solo un mensaje, sino un pasaje a mi galeria -
- Not just a message but a ticket to visit my gallery -
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Why is she spinning her web...
"What are your thoughts?" -Mike
"Killing. Lots of violence." -Me
"I meant about the picture..." -Mike
"....oh. It's wicked." -Me
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Jeez. I'll always be a stray dog.
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