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It all happened not even a year ago. I need some direction, where is my arrow? No more shots to take; I'm all out of ammo. You do not understand what's happening down below. I can't take it anymore; I'm about to blow. All you do is go with the flow! This is why you are my foe. Now do I lead, or do I follow? I follow the moon; I track its glow. Your head, your heart, all is hollow. But what do you know? No more waiting; I'm burning down the meadow. So what is it that makes you say no? Look at this finish, perfect for a photo. You think all I did was put on a show?! No sir, you're just being slow. Can't take it now, I'm going solo. I know this may be a lot to swallow, But it doesn't matter because I set the tempo. No more just sitting and staring out of the window.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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