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started with a smile

feeling like a bird in a cage
little space to spread my wings
am tired of not being free
need more time to learn my way
its obvious it seems am here at my grave

i am grave robber
i am no saint
i am a skater
with bunch to forget

it all started with a smile
i thought she was here to stay
before we knew it spring had ended
we were force to look away

now am back were i started thinking am lock in my cage
Written by ph8t (b4sic8)
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