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Got To Be a Part of Me

What is this feeling? I lost my creativity when I want to draw. I can't take the dramatic noise coming from what is called a radio. I have yet to face reality. Am I crazy? Its just a dish, it doesnt feel what I feel when I throw it. The paper that hold my face at happier times doesn't dry my tears. I have yet to face reality. Can I do it? live with the fact that you're not in my arms. Pick up the phone and pour my heart out to you. Face reality? Yeah but I can't do it without my better half.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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