Marsha Smith

The Inside Of Me
Is Like... The Inside Of A Tree
Alive, But Yet Still Being Cut And Used
Am I Wrong For Being Me
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Easily Mistaken
Badly Misunderstood
I Don’t Feel Right
I Feel Used
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L o v e
Do You Know The Meaning
Such A Strong Word
But Seems To Never Be Long
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My Life Is Flashing Before Me
Trying Hard To Ignore Me
My Faith Is Strong
My Feelings Are Deep
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There Is Something Wrong
Well Atleast Thats How It Feels
Maybe Its Right
I May Never Know
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Long dark nights
with nothing in sight
iSit and stare
as iPonder my thoughts
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