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Maybe the reasons are multitudes of many Maybe the purpose of this path connecting is far too grand for just one thing Maybe the worlds apart come close Wrap in rhyme and swallowed in rhythm To show this little girl that there is more then this Maybe Maybe this intertwined time is to guide the blind and haphazard to really see that which has been right in front of her eyes Maybe that is what this is all for You see me in my broken disconnect Fighting to hide the hurt that lies deep behind my eyes Passionate disconnect is still disconnected Piecing back the pieces, with jagged edges and not enough glue Maybe that's you The sticky, free-flowing magic that's quickly filling in all the in betweens The little light leaks that let the great seap To all the wrong places What does it feel like to be filled up? Teach me to top off my overflowing cup Feed me and my starving mind Show me that true love is real Help me explore the rest of this divine I've waited so long to truly feel This My mind is ignited in a new creative flow Doors blown open to let me wander, or maybe I'll follow Where ever you may go A true love story grander then my imagination could create on my own Maybe this is what I've been waiting for
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC
Maybe
Maybe the reasons are multitudes of many Maybe the purpose of this path connecting is far too grand for just one thing Maybe the worlds apart come close Wrap in rhyme and swallowed in rhythm To show this little girl that there is more then this Maybe Maybe this intertwined time is to guide the blind and haphazard to really see that which has been right in front of her eyes Maybe that is what this is all for You see me in my broken disconnect Fighting to hide the hurt that lies deep behind my eyes Passionate disconnect is still disconnected Piecing back the pieces, with jagged edges and not enough glue Maybe that's you The sticky, free-flowing magic that's quickly filling in all the in betweens The little light leaks that let the great seap To all the wrong places What does it feel like to be filled up? Teach me to top off my overflowing cup Feed me and my starving mind Show me that true love is real Help me explore the rest of this divine I've waited so long to truly feel This My mind is ignited in a new creative flow Doors blown open to let me wander, or maybe I'll follow Where ever you may go A true love story grander then my imagination could create on my own Maybe this is what I've been waiting for
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Oct 4, 2016
Oct 4, 2016 at 6:24 PM UTC
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