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It's broken, is what the report reads
Like a leg? A bracelet, a trinket
This is my mind, my mind wanders to a band aid
Put it stead fast over my entire head
Stand out in the rain and let it fall with my tears into cuticles
Feel the wind inside my chest
Release sweet bread on Sundays for prayer and more prayer
Put my feet up on that couch
Or just bounce
Is it these citys walls that have messed me up?
The four walls of closing in around swamping me us
Run to a different place
Still there will be just me, the lady in my dreams, in the beginning the ending and middle
Do I raise my middle finger to open space
Is aggression not allowed for female? I'm perturbed
You write down disturbed
I write up I'm learning in higher education as laughter lines show father time
Beat or incomplete well now that's me
Thats simply gangster
Ace this love
For one as in the way you came in with almighty surrounding your own personal precious force
Discourse, off track, wrong golf hole, difficult being
Being
Breath
Being be ME
Unique
