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My spirit
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My spirit |
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andy04 Junior Member
since 2005-11-16
Posts 22New South Wales |
My spirit here is dead And I can’t find my peace I’m trapped here in this place And I’m uneasy My mind now is alike And all I do is retreat I’m trapped now in this place Until I admit defeat My body was the same And sealed tight along the seams I was once trapped in this place Then you set me free But now I seem reserved That I preferred it there I try to smile but can’t Life now seems unfair Now I have no restrictions I find it hard to rest If you didn’t understand this Then I think it’s for the best No one understands me It seems that it’s my curse And now I’m going on empty Nothing will ever be worse So this is what I’m like A poem that makes no sense I hope that someday it will And someday I’ll be dead the simplest thing in life is love |
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