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Me


Im not like you.

Im too much like me.

Too less of you.

I speak with fire in my eyes.

Im strong.

i never hesitate.​

I always know my word.

Im stright forward.

I don"t play around im too honest.

Once i have an ideam it becomes a dream soon a goal and later reality.

But late at night the fire steams it becomes tears down my checks.

Im no longer as strong anymore.

I hesitate a bit and i can no longer find my words.

i lose my voice and i suddenly become nothing.

 

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I just didn't wanna take all this to the cemetery

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