I must run

Life struck me too many times. Maybe in the future I could be a
Like the idea of becoming a musician. Stink as a guitar player. Trying to learn about everybody. Being different of everyone.

lose yourself in this sea

but keep this skill just between you and me

ink scattered around you

staring like you did to a few

and gathering things inside your mind

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slipping all through your hands

changing steadily for what you do stand

move aside and nod for a while

you wanna develop a new style

but still have to be left undefined

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oh, I’ve got a recommendation

stay with me to see its true form

though its not well known for

hope I do not bore

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what an identifying concept we found

looking around to see if you’re safe and sound

so deep inside the fiction tale

at every description turning pale

just the hero looks like one of a kind

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maybe real maybe not, 

you’ve been captured in a pot

please outsiders leave me alone

want to know where words have gone

this really is turning up good

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exhale at every full stop is now a must

just retaining in your brain every word read past

this is getting out of control

you wanna help him get him to his goal

but you know you never could