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Nov 2014
When I’m bored and confused and have no where to go,
I sit down and think til my emotions just flow,
Seems that I wonder to places even God doesn’t know.

And when I listen to music I am up in the sky,
Music to me is like drugs to some guy.
It takes me to where I can be me,
I am wondering in this place where I am set free.

Although I am gone in this place with no cost,
Not all people who wonder are lost.

There’s things in this world that seem a little too real,
Life is boring and fast, no time for you to feel,
Love comes and goes like a well-broken deal.

But as I listen to music I am up in the sky,
Music to me is like drugs to some guy.
It takes me to where I can be me,
I am wondering in this place where I am set free.

Although I am gone in this place with no cost,
Not all people who wonder are lost.
September 2009
Gordon Michael III
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Gordon Michael III  28/M/Houston
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