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I've been stuck inside this lamp For quite some time Cramming myself Into tiny spaces Constricting myself To fit Where I belong I am your own personal genie Your wish Is my command I bend head over heels To make every desire Reality I am tired Of these chains I am waiting For my freedom But you will not release me I will only escape The day I decide To make my own wishes My commands When your chains of guilt Turn to dust And nothing holds me back
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
genie
I've been stuck inside this lamp For quite some time Cramming myself Into tiny spaces Constricting myself To fit Where I belong I am your own personal genie Your wish Is my command I bend head over heels To make every desire Reality I am tired Of these chains I am waiting For my freedom But you will not release me I will only escape The day I decide To make my own wishes My commands When your chains of guilt Turn to dust And nothing holds me back
mattea-marie
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Dec 25, 2013
Dec 25, 2013 at 12:26 PM UTC
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