[the art of living]
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I follow my intuition, my inner vision, will guide me through.
i try to get free but im tied down, im lost, without a clue
of how i got this isolated from the world i used to embrace so freely.
how my love got replaced with hate towards every face that i see, G.
to call it hate would be wrong, but i just can't connect with people
even if my life would find success, it won't protect my sequel
'cuse in one way or another, it all will fall apart.
only the creator can see the beauty, so the world is considered abstract art
with an intact start my cracked heart found a patch to follow
i learned to speak up, that's why, i spit instead of swallow
i don't keep things to my self, cuse if i do i tend to burst
to spend your first day in reality alone soothes your thirst
for the truth, cuse everyone claims to seek the answer
but deep down they know the truth, so it's on their chest like breast cancer
and THAT you can quote...
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