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Just for a second
everything made perfect sense
But it was gone too soon
It left me feeling dense

I think, subconsciously
I've got things figured out
But I can't stay focused
long enough to clear my doubts 

It's crazy how one person can twist my emotions around
and tie my thought-process into knots, leaving me crying and
lying on the ground

I'm still wondering...
I'm still thinking...
Always I'm confused






Posted: 2006-04-17 01:20:28 UTC

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