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Post by Irobashi Chronicles on Mar 29, 2010 23:35:39 GMT -5
My regret has led to my depression,
You keep filling my head with opression.
And even then I come back wanting more,
Then just to get my face stopped by the door.
What happened?
Is it my agression?
Opression, depression?
Of this world that once stood alive,
This place we once all stood beside?
Cant' blame me,
Don't trane me,
You know you can't contain me.
I'm a song bird,
My own rebel.
Then why is it I want to rejoin the nation?
When it kills my sensation,
My inspiration,
To be more, to live and soar.
Yet when the big man signs you over,
You'll be listening to sit dog, heel Rover.
In this place of rights, this place of sin.
Tell me, whose going to win?...
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