chasing
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There I was, caught in labyrinth.
Time & time again I found myself lost.
Following Cupid's arrow.
Round & round I turned.
Still I was a fool to not admit my denial.
Chasing an arrow not meant for me.
She looked out to the flourescent sky
Daydreaming like a small child
Wishing she had the wings of a bird so she could fly
She wanted to be free, she wanted to be wild
