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May 2016
Here we meet again my old friend
I thought the constant greed would stop
But it's just gotten stronger
I now see you in my dreams as I sleep at night
You're a nightmare that I want to wake up from
Constantly ripping my soul into millions of pieces
My heart is no longer gold
It's bronze
And all thanks to you ,my friend
We've walked this road a million times
You're there when I close my eye's
I can see you parading across my eyelids
When I walk the street you pull on my hand knowing that my needs come first
Yet it is always your want first
I thought that this path that we constantly walked down was closed for re construction but you still force me to follow it
I no longer want to follow these petty wishes
Someone wake me up
But nobody can
BecauseΒ Β everyone around me is asleep
Being brainwashed by the selfish wants of
Tamia Garner
Written by
Tamia Garner  Dalton
   ---, Ceeam and Rapunzoll
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