Oct 23, 2005 20:15
i step outside and the glare
handicaps my eyes
the aftertaste is still in my mouth
and i havent thought twice about washing it out
i have been tugged hard again
by the little person in my head
they dont know what they are doing
i know what im doing
im believing in myself
and it is surley working
im in love again
with the world
with the sun
with
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