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Oct 2011
Can't they just come out like these words I write'
can't they just tell me I'm alright
I know what I need But I dont know what I want
One, Two, Three, here I go down this ***** waiting for my mind to set itself free
so many choices, so many reasons they'll either lead me down the right path or the wrong
I'm scared of what it's gonna be I'm scared of how I'm gonna see
Its a war between Me, Myself, and I.
Ayesha Zaheer
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