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By Arcassin Burnham Can't get away from the problems, Nowhere to hide from the drama, I was always the outcast looking towards a new life With some rare asana, Developing nothing from mama, Except the bad qualities, Getting through it all with ease, While making a living, I can't fight with these demons, I can't breathe just to speak, Along around the park with memories as a kid, You never would see me, And now you decide you would hate me, I'm more of a man than you portray me, Not looking for your envy or the devilish pity. / Down by the bridge where we stored our Feelings, It has us walking in parallels as were Holding hands with our own magic spells to Catch each others eyes each time we split apart from the sight of love and watching roses blooming in this country heat , Sweating Pure juices when being cooked, Like two bees retrieving honey, When the things we watch on t.v. are funny, When we think that time has stood still For us to kiss and hug and feast upon our glances, We lost all of that, There is no more second chances.
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Jan 30, 2017
Jan 30, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC
Nowhere To Hide / Has Us
By Arcassin Burnham Can't get away from the problems, Nowhere to hide from the drama, I was always the outcast looking towards a new life With some rare asana, Developing nothing from mama, Except the bad qualities, Getting through it all with ease, While making a living, I can't fight with these demons, I can't breathe just to speak, Along around the park with memories as a kid, You never would see me, And now you decide you would hate me, I'm more of a man than you portray me, Not looking for your envy or the devilish pity. / Down by the bridge where we stored our Feelings, It has us walking in parallels as were Holding hands with our own magic spells to Catch each others eyes each time we split apart from the sight of love and watching roses blooming in this country heat , Sweating Pure juices when being cooked, Like two bees retrieving honey, When the things we watch on t.v. are funny, When we think that time has stood still For us to kiss and hug and feast upon our glances, We lost all of that, There is no more second chances.
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Jan 30, 2017
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