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Mandala

What should I call myself? A fugitive or a voyager Driving in a car with a full speed ahead Looking for accuracy from incompleteness I'm a fugitive Dying for inspiration Escaping from this insecure life And try to find what is right From the crime of broken hope I'm a voyager Eager to believe in a dream Gain guts and looking for a chance Even it takes a wide ocean to dive I’m on my on again, always go round in circles Holding faith that can fade away sooner or later I’m a loner in this lonely road, driving in loneliness I wonder if I can survive Mandala, I hold you in my heart Visualized you in my head I won’t buy a lie or got strained Accuracy is all I after Even when the world decided to go slow Allowing me to lift up the low Letting me to collect the missing puzzles Driving me to the right direction Mandala, You spiritualized me You won’t leave me in vain I won’t get trapped in a dream And when I’m awake, I will feel complete

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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