All those words locked up inside
Wounds that resurface
While taking it in
I just smile and grin
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Sometimes I am a bird
High up in the sky
Hanging on the words
Who and where am I
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The victim of circumstance
Rise to a challenge every day
Waiting for the fantastic chance
To see and blow them all away
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As babes we bring people closer
As teenagers we defy rules
As we grow we lean on shoulders
Stumbling on like other fools
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Years ago, I met someone
Who asked another for a fag
At first I thought he was so far gone
That he wanted someone in drag
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A feeling of hope
A heart full of dreams
How can I cope
With all of my screams
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Keystrokes of your creative life
Fill me with many memories
Memories of a tall, blonde slife
Who gifted us with her beauty
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Sashaying, down to the black lake
With her toes leaving a trail of blood
Anguish and pain urging her onward
Never ceasing, she glides forth
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