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Last roads
, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or
, oh know, just that, nowhere, this one brings me back. Where do these last roads begin and end, in our minds. Are we forever traveling down last roads as we imagine only for them to have no beginning or
Out there
Halfpenny moment
28-06-1914
3 foot ruler
ABANDONED
About Tomorrow
ABSURB
Acceptance
ACCESSORY
ACROSS THE LINE
ADVERSITY OF VANITY
AIMLESS
ALTERNATIVE BELFAST
AMERICAN DIPLOMACY
AND ALL THAT THERE
AND NOW....A WORD FROM BRIAN
ANGELS
ANGELS CARING
ANGELS FALLING
ANNOYING SUCKER
ANYONE
AN INOFFENSIVE MAN
ART OF LIFE
ASKING A QUESTION
ASSUMPTION
AS WE CHOOSE
ATOMIC NUMBER (6}
ATTEN--SHUN
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Small town, big city's
All reflect shadows of
small and noble minds.
But beneath the shadows
lies a subculture of broken men
Living in Jim Crow minds, hiding in darkness.
Yielding up the darkness,
moving into shadows
When, KKK with lynch law hemp clutched in hand
Boldly declare you’re not one of us
You’re not from around here,
Different colour, different face
don't belong, only looking for handouts
You’re not part of our race
Forgetting in their Jim Crow minds that
there is only one race.
The human race
In small towns and big cities
the lynch laws prevail
Deformed men walk in the shadows
They’ll destroy you, if you are different.
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SHADOW BENEATH THE SHADOWS
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