perjantai 27. helmikuuta 2015

27-2-15

We all have our struggles and we rarely change
Think I've had my chances and Im still afraid
Never a thing that defines my success or fate
No matter what I do or manage to make

Sometimes it comes from a place of love
but I can only get so many tells from god
Im ashamed, I regret, I get shat upon
After a while it stops hitting home

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