Like the pages of a novel at the bottom of a shelf I grow stiff yet I keep my pride Like the one raindrop in the centre of a rose Im in heaven with a world outside Like another metaphor to describe my vibe Im just a vessel for my conscious needs So I will appreciate the future of a day Where the clouds open up and scream And I sing now I aint gonna spend my time wandering why I never made it Ive already made it I aint gonna spend my days thinking about why I never made it
Posted on: Fri, 20 Jun 2014 20:24:30 +0000
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