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Over and over I fail..

affraid to turn tail..and flee

too brave to let me soul deplete ...

the crap I put up with man...you wouldnt believe see me for who I am..

powerful yet not unbeatable...I will fight til I die and do what I must for you beautiful..

for sure by now you must know...

your glow, and my soul have a perfect match,

attached I am from the begining ...

winning like santana drinking orange fanta, 

at a camp with a cramp on my left shoulder...

baby hold me... while the camp fire is blazin flashing lights blazin 

from a panther to a raven now in a cage..

enslave...bearded beaten and boarded..

this isnt the end of his journy.