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Contributed by
norb-e
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Friday, 12th June 2009 @ 12:28:21 AM in AEST
Topic:
selfstruggles
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Why am i the only one,
whose conscience won't let him have fun?
I see jerks and playas and pimps and hoes,
go all and out without any woes.
Yet why do i trap myself behind this door?
It'd be so easy just to conform.
But my mind ain't right for that.
It's a mind of it's own.
It limits itself of it's own accord
and just lets opportunities go by right through that open door.
Chances have occured, so why am i still sitting here?
Chances have occured, but cant tap my interest.
Chances have occured, so why do i stay as if i had any hope?
Why am i know like those jerks and playas and pimps and hoes?
How can i walk past that wide open door?
At lease one more moment with you.
I'd want nothing more.
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norb-e
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2009-06-12 00:28:21]
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Re: no title
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by MrWright on
Monday, 15th June 2009 @ 04:53:36 PM AEST
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If you want a title, I would name it:
Desires
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