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By VagrantGypsy
I'm so like you it makes me sick The more i deny myself the closer I get to reality I know you see yourself in me but it's not true! I'll never be like you! EVER I'm getting out of here and flying just above the ground between the trees Even if I never soar at least I'll be free Not like you! Thats what I refuse to be So I push farther from the truth and lift myself up in a wind of lies I'm getting out of here Don't know how I'll make it alone But it's better than sitting in a crowed place all by yourself Realizing you don't know whats behind the familiar faces in your life I'm alone soon to be gone to a place I don't know of yet Knowing only a single soul, Myself Written October 18th, 2001 © on Oct 27 2001 03:13 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"I'm so like you it makes me sick..."