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Im like a curb in the road,and I make the S Shape,
Zigzagging Lane's, On Race Tracks and Freeways.
Torn between two Place's, Like A Person in Operation,
Connected to different wires,Lying down on the Table.
God is my strength,As this explosion is trying to live,
I'm like a man walking barefoot,On top of pin's and needle's.
Torn Between Two Place's, Can I Initiate a suggestion,
Light up a cigarette,To ease the pain existing.
Picture a Lion,and its standing on a hill,
My Emotions Ambitons and Strength I can feel.
Like two dog's fighting,foaming at the mouth,
Ferocious Vicious animals,Stare in each other Eye's.
Torn Between Two Place's,Like I look off in the Mirror,
Turned Upside Down, is Double Images Appearing.
I'm Like A Man on the Side Walk,Sittin Down On the Concrete,
A Jacket With Different Patches,and Torn up into Pieces.
Torn Between two Places,Like A Camera when it flash,
A cold night on Hallowen,and I wear a Tribual Mask.
I make the Distinct Sound,The one that make you Wonder,
A Cup Falling Down in a Dark Room or Something.
Torn Between Two Place's,Im like A Man in Slow Motion,
Running Fast as I can,Going Backward Not Moving.
Torn Between Two Place's,I'm A Historian From The Future,
My Identity is A Symbol,over Answers in Confusion.
I'm Like A Man With A Back Pak,in Various Locations,
Carrying Hope For Everyone, Torn Between Two Place's......God Bless!
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