

Troubled SeasThe troubled seas of uncertainty are upon me, The golden sands of comfort being drowned, As I flee from wave after wave, setback after setback, Running from the troubles of the world, getting nowhere, Running from myself. The jagged shells that cut and slice me as I run, They're really just people, seeing to it that I fall, Entangling myself in the seaweed of love, a mistake that we all make, Slippery, slimy seaweed, with no love for anyone but itself, Even the seaweed rejected me. Shells digging in my feet now, while I run in futile panic, We all have to walk this sandy shore,Troubled Seas
Blue Sunset
No Gravity
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"Cliffs, Swamps, Volcanoes... So what?!?"
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and I feel just like I'm living someone else's live.
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check out my
"Cliffs, Swamps, Volcanoes... So what?!?"
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Hush! Dont speak a word
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Oui c'est bien moi
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