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THE FACES
The Faces
The faces,
In all of those places
I’ve seen and been
Why the moods differ
Is beyond my mind
Why is it that I always
screw up the lives I touch
Is it that I just love so much?
I hurt yet never try
Every love I’ve had made me cry
I’ve hurt, and been hurt; why the pain
I have worked my life to be sane
But Slowly I loose it all in my head
Wishing at times I was no more than dead;
Life is a joke and played on me
If it weren’t for me they’d be happy I now see.
The time for me has come and gone
So shall I be a forgotten face
I now more than ever know my place
Its to be gone, love no more and hide my face !!!
Casper McConkie
August 6th 2002
