May 14, 2002

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5/14/2002 4:54pm

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Running from my own mind
Caught between the sands of time
Yearning for something I cannot find
Hoping in the end I’ll get what’s mine.
 
Roaming through memories in my head
So many shades of the color red
Warming emotions to him led
Me to a place I’ll never dread.
 
Wondering what the time will bring
Don’t know how to fight this thing
Thankfully gave up the ring
And now my heart begins to sing
 
I’m me again!
Be free again!
I can see again!
Just ME again!

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