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Stampede

People always ask me me why I allow people to trample all over me.But their not they're just walkin' into my softside.Then they ask if they're in your softside why aren't you showing emotions.So I tell them it's hard to define my sensitivity when I'm so eagerly multi-challoengeeed.Then one askes weither or not my mind flees in panic.And my reply is how could my mind flee in panic if I never allow the fustration to get to it.So if you're not listening then pay attention because there's a stmpede of the minds and you don't want to be left behind.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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