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I want to write until my bones are bare holding the pen,
at least one of those pieces will touch base with back then,
hope you haven't taken my path completely forgetting back when,
I ache just to try and remember us again.

I want to take these dimes and pull down the windows,
my house may, but i want to make sure no neighbor knows,
may hear my music but my blinds provide all i will show,
tuck and roll to the hip hop flow.

I want to find myself,
dust myself off the antiques shelf,
i need to be myself,
because i am sick of everybody else.