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03/23/15

Living is a young man’s game

And I’m still here

With you to blame

Or maybe me to blame

Just as guilty

One in the same

Was it the road I chose

Or the time I froze

When it mattered the most

I tried to block out the noise

But I couldn’t close my ears

I thought about running

But couldn’t catch my years

If one thing happens

Or another one does

It might not matter

Because of what was

Living is about

Finding a home

When you’re

So far from unknown

I’ve never been a nothing

I’ve always been a something

Waiting to happen

I’m not the one

You met way back when

I’m the sum of the years

And the last time

The bell rang

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 24, 2015 ⏰

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