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Sunday, May 30, 2010

break out and run

somtimes I wanna
sometimes I need to
sometimes I wanna
sometimes I need to

Break out and run
fast down the streets
past all the streets
fast through the woods
hoods to my back
no more concrete
feet on the grass
rain on my chest
lung start to burn
pain is what's left
fir in my heart
rain on my chest
looking at an empty sky
hello
is god still there

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