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well this is not one of those songs i write.. hell it's not even a poem.. doesnt have proper rhythm n stuff.. but heck its the words which matter.. i call this
Today
n i wake up a different man
different yet again
was it a new side i woke up?
or was it the same?
all the grief seems just like a ball
a lump in my throat
which i can ignore
ignore if i want
n they don't hurt anymore
cuz it's breaking free from the past
n are nothing really
nothing but shards of glass
have seen all kinds of highs
but the high on life
but its not over yet
it'll soon be mine
my desires always unfulfilled
there are a lotta obstructions
i cross some, try n be sure
land up with vague abstractions
n i struggle again
i fall hard but still i smile
yes i do it
it is worthwhile
yesterday's gone, nothing doing
tomorrow's yet to take birth!
but today's important
wud live it for what it's worth
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