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Armed with a mind i'm gonna strengthen my action with thought make use of the gift i got and walk fearless because i'm armed-with-a-mind a weak offense when you step to this mind over matter is power over fists

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Your Always Late


you linger over me like a guardian angel
honey i aint no cherub.
am twisted at the angle and pierced at the heart.
this town doesn't live in me anymore am fast to get away.

my dreams led me to dream only to be awake by reality.
take me away far away.
this town doesn't live in me anymore.
am fast to get away.
your too late

Ive dissociated into the mist of realism
you should know i want this more than anything
who am i kidding i should just give up and stop trying
i cant you make me weak
so ill fall down on my feet.
you wont hear this heart beat.
pump,thrust,plucked
forever fucked.

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