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Bionic Man

It wasn't exactly my plan To give this world the upper hand In turning me into what I appear to be That is a Bionic Man It was an innocent start This hardening of heart That no longer feels sorrow for the troubles of man I'm afraid this hearts made of steel That no longer can feel Making me out to be a Bionic Man What about the warm hand I used to hold out To the stranger in doubt Now this hand has become as cold as ice I find that these days That it barely waves To the neighbors that I have in my life Bionic Man, Bionic Man No want for the unwanted When there's no love for fellow man I've become a machine No need for those who are in need When I've become what I am The Bionic Man Then there's the mind That is cynical most times Not knowing who are what to believe I know its not right But this mechanical mind Forms opinions before facts even seen Steely gray eyes when they stare Show they could not even care What goes on between you and me Sometimes their droopy and tired When not properly wired Their numb to all of the things that I see Bionic Man, Bionic Man No want for the unwanted When there's no love for fellow man I've become a machine No need for those who are in need When I've become what I am The Bionic Man

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Date: 7/29/2016 7:07:00 AM
Love it Mike, another gem about the Mr. Potters out there!:) (From "Its a Wonderful Life) :)
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