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Please, don't set me free me for your own peace of mind.Long ago, I could fly anywhere but,I don't have the confidence to flylike the days when my wings were threatened by the wind in the middle of the night.So for now, I'm still in a birdcage.I WANNA FLY SOMEDAY'Till the lost blue sky returns,I might as well sing a song for you.I had a dream, from the days that I flew around all day,without

As I think about a conversation I had with a dear friend of mine, she said the following:"...just looking at your blog..and for the first time? ...I'm a little sad to be female""it's a feeling created over time.. -nods- with each post I feel a little worse.. "As I sit here and think about it, I don't think there's many if any other females that feel the same, if at all. Maybe some worry about my

I Come Home Late At Night
With My Boots In My Hand
Stumble In The Back Door
Being Quiet As I Can
And I Know She's There In Bed
Cold And All Alone
And She's Cryin'
Because I'm Breaking Up Our Home

And She Knows
The Hell I'm Going Through
In This World
Inside My Head
There's A Devil
In The Bottle
And She Want's
To See Me Dead

I Fall Into Her Arms
And She Helps Me With My Clothes
I Guess She Stays

It's another lonely evenin',In another lonely townBut I ain't too young to worry,Nah I ain't too old to cry,When a woman gets me downGot another empty bottle,Mmmm n' another empty bedAin't too young to admit it,Nah I'm not too old to lie,I'm just another empty headMmmm that's why I'm loney... I'm so lonelyBut I know what I'm gonna do-I'm gonna ride on, ride on...(Ride on) Standin' on the edge of

TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF - The SurveyName:David SmithBirthday:-Birthplace:Santurce, Puerto RicoCurrent Location:Peoria, IllinoisEye Color:BrownHair Color:BrownHeight:6'4Right Handed or Left Handed:Right handedYour Heritage:Americanized SpicThe Shoes You Wore Today:White Nike sneakersYour Weakness:White GirlsYour Fears:Being a HoboYour Perfect Pizza:Something with Gaucamole and a lot of meatsGoal

One thing I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind I designed this rhyme when I was obsessed with time
All I know, time was just slipping way
And I watched it count down till the end of the day
Watched it watch me and the words that I say
The echo of the clock rhythm in my veins
I know that I didn't look out below
And I watched the time go right out the window

I'm down a one way street
With a one night stand
With a one track mind
Out in no man's land
The punishment sometimes
Don't seem to fit the crime

Yeah there's a hole in my soul
But one thing I've learned
For every love letter written
There's another one burned
So you tell me how it's gonna be this time

Is it over?
Is it over?
'Cause I'm blowin' out the flame

Take a walk outside your mind
Tell