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Crippled

Too much of a good thing can be a bad thing

But a bad thing could be a good dream

Let the wind blow and let the heat release

Pressure on the seam needs to be relieved, so let the stitches rip and throw away the pet peeves

Grant a breathe to whats left and let it breathe

 

Give up a little bit, give a kick to your troubles kid and just walk this earth with intent to live

 

Some... Someone once told me

Some... Someone once showed me

One... Once upon a time

Someone told me

Not to pay attention to time and just live boldly

 

Give a lil' bit and get a lot more

Hear the clock click as the ship hits the shore

Now your livin'

Now... What more could you ask for?

 

Stress may get the best of the best

And the luckiest may become unlucky and be quickly laid to rest

 

Just continue to stay stationed

In a venue where your complacent

As life falls into a crevice adjacent...

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Aug 30, 2014
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