All alone
But right now I wouldn't have it any other way
Tonight I walk through these streets
In reflection and solace
These moments of clarity are so rare
Its all in my hands
I don't need a drug to be happy
I don't need some one to tell me its OK
I don't need romantic mellow dramatics
Let go of the expectations, cliches, and lies
Then you will be free
Sunday, June 1, 2008
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