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Hi. I'm here, I guess I'm ok. It's best that I stay away. I feel different everyday. Better wait
to see if I do what I say. Don't want to let you down. No false hopes. No talkin around the
problems. Got to solve them. when I win you will know. Not a word will be spoken. So
promises won't be broken.
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She said she would pray for me. In bed sleeping peacefully. Hands folded perfectly.
Mercifully she speaks to me. Hopefully I'll better me. Let her be ahead of me. Steadily I'll
pick up speed. Heavily, it hurts to breathe. I'm certain she has what I need. She's in my
blood, she's what I bleed. She sees what I was and knows what I can be. She believes. She
makes me want to succeed. She takes me for me.
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Sputnik in the sky just passing by. I wish that I could be that high, on a night like this.
Shooting star too bright to miss. Light streaks through darkness. Burning intense. I like this.
I exist.
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Why stop now? Look past the obvious. All night out. Non-stop conciousness. Oxygen
between cigerettes. Once again I'm a drunk mess. Less is more unless you're wreckless.
Pedal to the floor they'll never catch us.
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You think I'm not broken. On a Sunday drive. The words not yet spoken, seem no surprise.
I'm choking on my smile. Hoping meanwhile everything everything will workout. Bottom of
the pile, trying to dig out.
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I wish I could say what I want to say without saying it. You jumped into my head and you
spent all day in it. You know my favorite song and you keep on playing it. I can't stop
singing it.
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I like the feeling of dirt beneath my feet. I like to hear the gate squeak. I like to wake up
singing. I like the smell of dirtbike exhaust in the morning. I like the look of sharks teeth.
When it rains I like it pouring. I like gravy with my dark meat. I like to wake myself up
snoring. I like danger and excitment. I don't like to be boring.
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These walls around me have not bound me like a tomb. I come and go as I please.
Returning only to translate prophecies of what my mind sees, day in and day out.
I stay out among the living, sifting, drifting through unseen perspectives. A representative of
a new initiative. A politician for the unheard masses. Experience brings wisdom that is not
taught in classes. Wipe your glasses, you just don't see it. Open your mind, it's time to free
it. Flee from the same old way. Lord may tomarrow be better than today.
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Such devine destruction. Nothin feels the same. Running from the reprecussions that are
swallowing my name. Too much time doing nothing. I got no time for pain. No need for
discussion. I got nothing left to say.
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A destructive path indeed. Feel the wrath that I bleed. Cruise past the exit I need. I speed
excessively. Aggressively I wrestle me. Questioning who I should be. Forgeting what I used
to see. You can't get used to me. I get old quickly. I move swiftly. Without a paddle, drifting.
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