REFLECTIONS
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Is there truth in my reflections,
Or do I see what I want to see....yeah yeah,
Is there a sense of fascination,
To be a someone whos not me...yeah yeah
With a passion to defy,
I feel like the catcher in the rye,
Always looking for an alibi,
To my reflections, I have turned a blind eye.
I know I live in false utopia,
My brain's all knocked out and I sit tight,
But in this battle with my alter,
The wrong will always win over right.
And I have spread my wings to fly,
This is where I am gonna live and die,
Got a hang of this bitch, shes called life
To my reflections, I have turned blind.
V.V.VIKRAM
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1 comment:
nice attempt :)
like it.. especially the rhyming part... made a tune to sing it on???
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