I feel,
a minute of confusion
I fear,
the venom of seclusion in my mind
I seal,
a fate no less than perfect
I steal,
the life that someone left in my back yard
Hear the call
Break the wall
Run for it or take the fall
Standing tall
Make the call
Not afraid to lose it all
Always slow
Taste the flow
Never been before so low
But here I lay
Roles I play
Much to everyone’s dismay
No more rings
Binding strings
I want the wind under my wings
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