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The Path of What Might Be
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February 2012 Yesterday all my problems were hurtin me physically,
now you help quiet my scream emotionally,
if only you'd shake my hand and agree,
i'd give you a quiet dose of what you give me,
best hope is when i'm rubbin out knots,
put all my love into it, massage with all i've got,
burn my fingers on your back, must be hot,
hard to tell when everything in front of you is not,
little unexpected occurrences excite me,
because they follow the path of what might be,
once was blind now cause of you i might see,
the man that god intended me to be,
and if this was all i ever wrote that's OK,
cause in just 5 lines i can tell the way,
you inspire me by just the words that you say,
speak 3 sentences and i'd turn it into a play.
