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Oct 2013
Is there any morality?

This is not reality,

I'm tired of falling down,

Where is the sanity?

To caught up with vanity,

Still searching to be found.

Always keep my head up,

Never ever let up,

Pick me back up off the ground,

Is it in my head,

Is it in your bed,

A rather too familiar sound,

And all the while the earth keeps spinning,

Judge me not for I am winning,

Only you can keep yourself from sinning.

Leave my head or come to me,

After all this you will see,

I have been right here all along,

Hide your feelings, behind a bottle,

Pain is fuel, engage the throttle,

Accept the fact that maybe you were wrong.
Daniel Berg
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Daniel Berg  Idaho
(Idaho)   
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