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What a tangled up mess that I weave,
Accomplishing all that I achieve,
As I break through all that I believe,
And the pieces of me I retrieve.
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There is no excuse for me,
And I haven't found a reason,
So as far as I can see
I am stuck in the wrong season.
Will I ever be set free
From acu..
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My diagnosis is I'm magic,
And that is why my life is tragic.
I am still learning how to hatch it.
My diagnosis is I'm magic.
My diagnos..
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Written for my beautiful daughter, because she tells me that she is magic, and I believe her.
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I hate it when the darkness takes over my soul,
And I can't seem to shake it off to play my role,
And it's a heavy burden that's taking it's to..
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I'm not living up
To my potential,
Or filling my cup
With what's essential,
Not to interrupt
The consequential,
But to be abrupt
With quinte..
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I'm a rat knowing
That it's in a race
Through the maze, going
With nothing to chase
All the more growing
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Written a long time ago.
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Trancendancing through this world;
As my heart becomes uncurled;
As my mind becomes unwhirled;
As my soul becomes unfurled.
When the dancing's ..
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How can I lead anyone
When I am so very lost?
How can I enjoy the fun
When all the waves have me tossed?
How can I steer the right way
When th..
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