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The Two Worlds
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Torn between two seperate worlds
one pulling at you here
the other calling
calling, always calling
It doesn't seem to know
the other pulls
pulls with such force you can hardly think
like you used to
before
before you knew
knew of hate
knew of war
You hadn't the time
nor the chance to grow up
before you were jerked into the other world
Maybe the other world just stopped trying
Just stopped pulling
Everyone moves on sometime
The other world lets go
Why so soon?



