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We Will

Sometimes we break people Sometimes people break us If they can be fixed, so can we If they can mend, so can we Every bad experience in our life Is a mental chain on our backs So much fake skins we've grown Break the chains, shed the skins They tell us who we have to be From our right, left, top and bottom Who says what they say is true? We're free souls, through and through Open up your heart and your soul Happiness isn't something sold They're not prophets, they're not Gods We will write our own fates Unseal your lips and smile wide Release yourself from your mental cage Unlock your broken heart Let it heal, throw away the key We will write our own stories We will be our own authors We will draw our own future We will be our own artists To the yin of my yang.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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