Sweet Air

December 4, 2011
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Life just seems to be irresponsible
And she kicks and screams like a child
Just shouting and acheing ring in my skull
Staying with me every hope filled mile
Be there for me,that's all I want
To see how you've grown and I the same
Satan talks syrup in my ear,that I'm wrong
That my passion of him is untamed
I can't put my heart in a wooden chair
And tell it to give me the undying facts
Look it up and down with hard stairs
With it knowing my control lacks
Let me breath the sparkling cider
As it bursts in the unison of us
My real self comes out of not wanting to hide her
She again has believed in trust
Let the rain fall in more numbers than the world
Let the sky growl and get ready to impare
My sight of how the enemy's horns curl
So that I can breath sweet air

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