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Mold Me

Mold me, into something I have never been Make me, take me change me into a Ten Forever I have been sheltered, I am my own outcast Until you mold me into the weathers forcast Living a lie beneath the sky Until you mold me to that eagle up high I want to seek happiness something I have never known But I cant until you mold me into something thats not alone Mold me, make me, take me, change me I want to be like him, or him, can't you see They are all happy with beautiful wives But I cant until you mold me and change my life I'll never be me, I've been molded to much To much that molding is out of touch Now I'm learning to just be me No molds, nothing fake, the way it should be I can do it on my own seek happiness without being alone I will find love, a reason to be me No molds, no change. Forever you will see I am who I am thats what it will always be

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Date: 6/8/2010 3:22:00 AM
love the portrit of you wanting to be loved, enjoyed the outcast image upon your self. well than comes you with happy thoughts in my head of you okay with you being you, enjoyed,..P.d.
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