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Poetic Dan

I don\'t see a poetic mind

I don\'t see a poetic mind, I just like it when mine rhymes

 

For the salt from the tears on my face, dry with hidden disgrace

 

I don\'t want to turn back from the path I choose

 

When reality is something and nothing to lose

 

The fear maybe gone but what about the blues

 

I know I\'m never alone with or without you

 

This love was taken and never really had wings

 

Only a billion metaphors of making better dreams

 

The higher you go, the further there is to fall

 

Until you\'re left with only the writings on a wall