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What is this life,,
How does one possibly find
a part of you so lost
so long ago
a part of you that is missing
or maybe grew apart from?
how do you get it back
how do you synchronize...
what is it in this world that defines us?
power? money?
or is it something more?
How much of yourself can you give to others
before the bark of your foundation starts to chip
you loose yourself
forget yourself
who are you?
who am I?
time passes by so fast
when you busy putting out fire
next thing years have passed
and you cannot recall your dreams
you cant remember what once made you happy
I think....
I feel....
I can't....
a part of you so lost
so long ago
a part of you that is missing
or maybe grew apart from?
how do you get it back
how do you synchronize...
what is it in this world that defines us?
power? money?
or is it something more?
How much of yourself can you give to others
before the bark of your foundation starts to chip
you loose yourself
forget yourself
who are you?
who am I?
time passes by so fast
when you busy putting out fire
next thing years have passed
and you cannot recall your dreams
you cant remember what once made you happy
I think....
I feel....
I can't....
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