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by Garrison Mar 22, 2011 category : Life, society / other
If only there was A book full of tales That could shed a light On where we all fail There are things about me That can wear one's love down How I want to embrace The change and the crown Some will blame parents Others their rearing But what I need most Is to stop what I'm fearing Insecurity abounds Of old habits still round That kills a relationship With emptiness abound I get in this rut Where I think things are bad And things that I have Become things that I had I yearn to say things To be open and frank And I carefully tread Cause there will be no thanks But before I say a word Let me take a look inward So I can see my own heart Before I look forward