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Isn't it funny how something that you start doing just for fun ends up being the thing that saves your life? That it is the only thing that can help pull you through when the rest of the world is cutting you like a knife.
solutions dropped at your door,again and a gain,Not 2 even the score, Only 2 encourage obedience to Caesars Law,Bullish words doth I receive incline,I share my eyes n heart to the higher hills,
This year, I burned myself away I let myself wilt  Without dismay Often, I was horrified A world in meltdown Triggered my pride And let me drown I got up, though I always came around
One big move States away Nothing left to prove I wish I could have stayed   Here in Ohio Moved from Texas Hurts, so I cry, Oh Fate seems to perplex us   I feel like a ghost
Looking up at the sky, Either dark or bright --
Left and right I see a place to fall, holding tight I suffer through it all. God grant me courage, God grant me wisdom. To break this world's mighty wall, I'll come running when you call.
  Rising like a Tree             Grow, grow, grow             Reach for the sky             Climb ever so high             Never stop            
Everyday you see me, or maybe you don't. I sit in your class with my notes ready. I smile polietly and sometimes greet you. Maybe you notice me and perhaps even allow yourself to think of how I'm a good student.
My life  can be explained with only one of my memories. I was 5 years old looking at a tree. No one near to help or guide,  I started my journey alone and on my own. I took the first branch at a chance, I pulled my self up
Rising up, a wispy blissembraces a lover's memoryof your unending spoken kissthat bestows on me such misery
  What am I gonna do when you’re gone? Because you couldn’t let anybody in to hear the cries of your sad song. So tell me what am I gonna do when you’re gone?
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