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She caught me in a trap She reads me like a map These simple lines I say Vary from day to day I think I'm a simple guy My softer side is too shy I can't help but stand tall Fearing nothing but the fall I'm coming close to never But hoping for forever Everything is going to change When we each part ways I hate what I've become In this Arizona sun I regret decisions I've made But refuse to stand in the shade Would I change it all? My guess as good as yalls My friends are all doing great But I struggle with my fate I want to go back in time LoL **** I can't find a rhyme That was an unintentional rhyme I do that all the time I guess I am a poet But **** I didn't know it I'll just stop here and go back See my friends, sip some Jack I feel like my glory days have passed Only 20 now, but running out of gas The expectations of my peers Is one of my biggest fears I don't want do disappoint anyone But I can't help but run I miss the days at home So let me write a poem
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Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC
The soft side of a stone
She caught me in a trap She reads me like a map These simple lines I say Vary from day to day I think I'm a simple guy My softer side is too shy I can't help but stand tall Fearing nothing but the fall I'm coming close to never But hoping for forever Everything is going to change When we each part ways I hate what I've become In this Arizona sun I regret decisions I've made But refuse to stand in the shade Would I change it all? My guess as good as yalls My friends are all doing great But I struggle with my fate I want to go back in time LoL **** I can't find a rhyme That was an unintentional rhyme I do that all the time I guess I am a poet But **** I didn't know it I'll just stop here and go back See my friends, sip some Jack I feel like my glory days have passed Only 20 now, but running out of gas The expectations of my peers Is one of my biggest fears I don't want do disappoint anyone But I can't help but run I miss the days at home So let me write a poem
Nostalgic ramblings brought to you by a late night which has turned to an early morning.
#home#failure#nostalgia#texas
TexOzona
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TexOzona
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 8:25 AM UTC
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