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Gotta start somewhere So lets start at home. Home. Is where the heart is right? So where was mine? Well I shared it a lot, gave bits and pieces here or there, came back to get them, woops, vanished, thin air. That's fine by me, Got a pretty big heart anyway, so I had to start somewhere. I gave it to my family. I owe them my life. It wasn't easy mind you, full of hardships and strife. But it's made me tough, the person I needed to be, but then I found a place, where I could finally see. That the person that needed love the most, was me. Yeah selfish as that may seem at first, there were many times, where crying did no good, I was rather close to have my bubble burst. So I started with me, and found my Savior, He taught me to live life, well, and safe, and be a life with flavor. Maybe not those exact few words, nothing few or small at all. But you know. I started somewhere, somewhere I started to enjoy life. So somewhere I began to smile smile just a bit more. Somewhere I knew, I had a lot more open doors. So somewhere I tell you, you gotta start there. If you gotta start anywhere. Better start somewhere.
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
Somewhere
Gotta start somewhere So lets start at home. Home. Is where the heart is right? So where was mine? Well I shared it a lot, gave bits and pieces here or there, came back to get them, woops, vanished, thin air. That's fine by me, Got a pretty big heart anyway, so I had to start somewhere. I gave it to my family. I owe them my life. It wasn't easy mind you, full of hardships and strife. But it's made me tough, the person I needed to be, but then I found a place, where I could finally see. That the person that needed love the most, was me. Yeah selfish as that may seem at first, there were many times, where crying did no good, I was rather close to have my bubble burst. So I started with me, and found my Savior, He taught me to live life, well, and safe, and be a life with flavor. Maybe not those exact few words, nothing few or small at all. But you know. I started somewhere, somewhere I started to enjoy life. So somewhere I began to smile smile just a bit more. Somewhere I knew, I had a lot more open doors. So somewhere I tell you, you gotta start there. If you gotta start anywhere. Better start somewhere.
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Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 1:55 AM UTC
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