Sometimes it doesn't get any more clearThat I'm straying over here while You are calling me thereI'm intending on ignoringSetting my eyes on overlookingBending my heart to the floorNo less do You imploreShrugging my shouldersNo less do You persistBy now,this repetition should have built masteryI should have it downAnd be so out of this townWhere streets are paved with good intentionA perfect candidate for retentionBending my heart to the floorNo less do You imploreShrugging my shouldersNo less do You persist
May 2011
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