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Nov 2011
so many thoughts set to consume;
it’s me, myself, and gloom.
this cage put around is more or less a tomb.
yeah they say they love me, but they don’t love the real me.
You wouldn’t notice if I left or was gone.
you really show that the pros always got it’s con.
someone give me hope. I look towards the skies.
I know where Heaven lies.
may I have a piece or a peace of mind?
I know what I need to find.
myself.
you.
the me, in you.
cast away, all this pain
to make a brighter day.
to make love: a new present.
to receive a new blessin.
Mae Oh
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Mae Oh
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