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Mar 2011
Run
I am the image of a life i've never wanted to live
Stuck in-between two bodies
Not a man or a kid
My mind flows fast like the blood from a split wrist
I have no gift
I'm running from my own hitlist
The clock blinks faster but the time won't change
I'm hardwired to a life that I can't rearrange
Rewrite these codes that have kept me restrained
So I can find the red wire to cut loose in my brain
Connor Lee
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