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I need somewhere to lean my head's to heavy I have to much pride to let you drive me off this earth God's beautiful turf
I'm in satisfaction of my life why hurt me please leave me be and let me fly free to eternity
Where I belong let me sing a song don't let this be wrong
Lights getting dim I can't see if its him
Man of my dream man I wanted on my team tv screen press play I've been praying day by day making my petitions known so I won't feel cloned i sound so far away I wish someone come rescue me...
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This peom is about a woman in my life, who is suppose to be there for me but is not.
Dreams, desires, id and ego.
This poem is about our failure to feel fulfilled by our constant consumption of life.
Read it and find out.