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Nov 2013
Air on my skin
World under my toes
I'll walk down this path
Unsure of where it goes

The darkness all around me
I fear I'm running out of time
Can't see where I am heading
Nor sure that I'll be fine

Hiding my wounds
Deep down under my coat
Hold back the words
That try to escape from my throat

My scars of the soul
May dull my shine
It's like a disease that weakens the body
Not sure that I'll be fine

Still I'll always have hope
And keep my dreams on my mind
Searching for nothing
But maybe everything is what I'll find

The doubts in myself
Could stop my on the dime
Forever questioning myself
Not sure that I'll be fine

Being around the ones I love
Will help ease the pain
Making others smile
Always does the same

So maybe there is a light, cure, and an answer
Tho this life of mine
With the help of my neighbors
Maybe, just maybe
I'll be just fine
Chubbie Bunny
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