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The sand tickles the toes on my feet.
SoI pick a dry spot and take a seat.
Oh how the ocean smells so sweet.
Sitting here,I now feel complete.
Sit..
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just something that spilled out one day.
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Why is it that so constantly,
I find you looking down on me?
Why is it that no matter what I do,
I am marked as different than you?
For me, the di..
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China built a Great One to secure the border
In hopes of creating a lasting order
Hadrian too, though one would suffice
Yet it is nothing the mor..
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I try so hard to hide how I feel,
But this feeling is far too real,
No matterwhere I go, no matter what I do,
My mind always wanders right back t..
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Every day I see you gawking
Every day I hear you talking
Every day I feel you walking
Yet every day I’m forgotten.
Every day you all mis..
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How could I have let things come so far?
Should’ve seen this coming from afar.
But,I wasblinded by this damn, old guitar.
TimeI've wasted p..
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The Man I've Been
I can't bear to see the man I've been,
rising up inside of me again.
I thank God for letting me see,
that that's not who i have ..
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What Will Be, Will Be
Here I am in the land of the free,
Living in a world of leisure and luxury,
Sitting in the shade, under a pecan tree,
On the..
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