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In a dream so vivid with images so clear
Infinite crystal ships leaving countless empty piers
These tall ships of glass, all headed out to sea
On one deck was a mysterious figure, looking back at me
The words that it spoke was a whisper too weak
I tried very hard to listen yet no louder it would speak
I reached out my hand but it was no longer there
Like a vapor of mist it had simply disappeared
As this endless fleet of ships, slowly drifted on by
Like shimmering diamonds, reflecting against the sky
A myriad of glistening ships in a massive funeral pass
A very impressive spectrum of brilliant crystal glass
Aboard each of these ships were limitless crystal carts
Each carrying the shattered pieces of some ones broken heart
Each carts would sparkled with the brilliants of deep crimson red
From the millions of broken hearts that believed their love was dead
These tall ships of Crystal, carrying memories turned into glass
All essence of shattered figures, from deep within our past
Lingering painful memories that are sometimes hard to erase
But we had a choice, would we not leave a trace?
[MENTION=216151]Hastings[/MENTION]wm2010
Infinite crystal ships leaving countless empty piers
These tall ships of glass, all headed out to sea
On one deck was a mysterious figure, looking back at me
The words that it spoke was a whisper too weak
I tried very hard to listen yet no louder it would speak
I reached out my hand but it was no longer there
Like a vapor of mist it had simply disappeared
As this endless fleet of ships, slowly drifted on by
Like shimmering diamonds, reflecting against the sky
A myriad of glistening ships in a massive funeral pass
A very impressive spectrum of brilliant crystal glass
Aboard each of these ships were limitless crystal carts
Each carrying the shattered pieces of some ones broken heart
Each carts would sparkled with the brilliants of deep crimson red
From the millions of broken hearts that believed their love was dead
These tall ships of Crystal, carrying memories turned into glass
All essence of shattered figures, from deep within our past
Lingering painful memories that are sometimes hard to erase
But we had a choice, would we not leave a trace?
[MENTION=216151]Hastings[/MENTION]wm2010
yup & everybody was affected.
