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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required You’re so damn priceless Wish you were prideless I’m in this rut of a mess But, I’m making progress Not so hopeless after all I’m not feeling like standing tall I’m spiraling downwards I’m talking backwards I have no words to say — it hurts in rage To say the least, these birds need to be set free from my ribcage I’m on the lightened stage I sing with my might tonight I’m on another rage page I’m burning bright with flight Not so hopeless after all I’m not feeling like standing tall I’m spiraling downwards I’m talking backwards I have no words to say — it hurts in rage To say the least, these birds need to be set free from my ribcage The doves in my stomach is soaring and is sore The seashore to the core is what I’m soaring for There is sympathy symphonies in store Let the rain of my painful laughter pour Not so hopeless after all I’m not feeling like standing tall I’m spiraling downwards I’m talking backwards I have no words to say — it hurts in rage To say the least, these birds need to be set free from my ribcage Not so hopeless after all I’m not feeling like standing tall I’m spiraling downwards I’m talking backwards I have no words to say — it hurts in rage To say the least, these birds need to be set free from my ribcage Set free your prideless wings Let’s see what spring brings The wintertime is oh so blue But I’ll see you oh so soon too I have no words to say — it hurts in rage To say the least, these birds need to be set free from my ribcage Wishing you were prideless deep down beneath the outside You priceless, successful happy-go-lucky man on the inside Lightning strikes your pride Now you’re humility is by your side…
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