Wednesday, June 30, 2010

Rise Up

My hands shake my mind is strong, but it's about to break
So much like a mirror, a reflection of the struggle that I endure
A reflection
So here I am
My hands shake my heart is strong, but it's about to break
So much like a mirror, a reflection of the struggle that I endure
A reflection
So here I am, a brand new me or a recreation of the man I used to be
Do I drop tears and do the oceans rise? I'm alive to peer and surrender to the wise.
So here I am

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