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And back when I was a child 
I was shaped by how life started to defile
Absent of trial
Always another extra mile to walk 
Learned a lot learning not to talk 
I prefer to listen 
Not missing a word
Remembering each that is heard 
Some may have been better falling upon deaf ears 

I learned a lot in a few short years
And how did I ever expect to grow with out tears 
I may have been molded from clay and baked into stone
These shames have been chiseled into bone 
So I’ll burden them alone 
Inside my convictions have grown 
I speak in mild half tones 
And the wind has blown out the sun 
And the milky way runs across the sky

I’ve tied a bow on my finger 
To trigger a recollection of my collection of memories 
Now I’ve begun to spill them onto paper
And I’m beginning to tapper off into a daze
With fixated eyes and a mind that prize at a heart of stone
Trapped behind some fragile bone
It’s a battle of strangle holds between mind and soul

The days are long and black 
The thunder claps 
The lightening snaps
The rain makes mud in patterns without explanation
Only and just for me 
All in attempts to appease my self-destruction that is baffling 
And my tabs run up I don’t have enough to pay a cab to carry my dust
And everything will always be as it was
Reality just does what it does best 
My composure regressed
I’ve undressed all of my regrets 
Always felt exposed 
Now I guess everyone knows
Hope shows some bravery building and boiling over
And when I’m feeling blue I write some words that I never thought I knew
Sometimes lies always true
Just for me, never you

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