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Feb 2010
Tie the anchor to the rope of my umbilical cord
Cut me out, throw me in, and forget your pirate sword
Race to the finish without a helmet on
One moment I hold your hand, the next you’re gone

Alligators creep out of my skin
And leap out with a sinister grin
Smoking trenches of orange peel trees
Nothing you live is all what it seems

In one night, I may travel the world
See the death of a soldier
And the life of a bird

In one night, I may float on the sea
Have a cup of this delectable tea
If you think, I am unable to conquer him
Give me the sword, I will defeat the dragon

One evening can be purchased
With a well thought out plan
Steal away all the riches
Run as fast as you can

If you thought I could cure your disease
I would sleep and you would drown in front of me
Is it true, my own thoughts are reality?
Living two lives is not what it used to be

(I am who I want to be)
Written by
Joseph Boulet
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