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May 2013
Your safe and you are warm
got a break from the storm
then it's visiting time in the past
and you just reach the part
were you are loosing your heart
and your sprit is leav'in you fast
which feels like a fist punching though glass
and the only way out is to fight
so you shout
and fight your way out in a scream

shout
scream
give me back my dream
i need one to get though the day
but if it lost
then the storm will just ******* away.
Paul Hardwick
Written by
Paul Hardwick  64/M/England
(64/M/England)   
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