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There’s nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothings right, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I’m ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You’re a little late, I’m already torn
That is some lyrics from Torn by Natalie...ive alwaysed liked that song....difference is...i still have some faith in me...and my inspiration has bloomed.....in my book i have integrated part of of my trouble along with some of yall people....but...but...you couldnt tell it was yall because just a fraction of yalls characters are integrated in some of the characters....i have 9 pages...i hope i never stop writing...theres 2 more books i want to write that are in my head....u know what i realized....my books focus on the micro relationships and the macro relationships.....meaning...i write about the individual man vs the individual man vs the government. Socialogy...people are screwed up...people that get along with most everyone are screwed up...because they had to try to be like everyon else....people just like me because im not a threat to them.....i realize that...not a threat...people that truly like me people that have social problems themselves....i wouldnt dare say they are outcasts....but they arent with main stream....but thats a good thing.....to be accepted by all people means u have no identity....ur manufactured off the line of what sociaty tells u to be....atleast i can say i have and identity....my brother is much like me....except he figured it out way before me....hes always been wise
My inspiration has run dry
That’s what’s going on, nothings right, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I’m wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I’m all out of faith, this is how I feel
I’m cold and I’m ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You’re a little late, I’m already torn
That is some lyrics from Torn by Natalie...ive alwaysed liked that song....difference is...i still have some faith in me...and my inspiration has bloomed.....in my book i have integrated part of of my trouble along with some of yall people....but...but...you couldnt tell it was yall because just a fraction of yalls characters are integrated in some of the characters....i have 9 pages...i hope i never stop writing...theres 2 more books i want to write that are in my head....u know what i realized....my books focus on the micro relationships and the macro relationships.....meaning...i write about the individual man vs the individual man vs the government. Socialogy...people are screwed up...people that get along with most everyone are screwed up...because they had to try to be like everyon else....people just like me because im not a threat to them.....i realize that...not a threat...people that truly like me people that have social problems themselves....i wouldnt dare say they are outcasts....but they arent with main stream....but thats a good thing.....to be accepted by all people means u have no identity....ur manufactured off the line of what sociaty tells u to be....atleast i can say i have and identity....my brother is much like me....except he figured it out way before me....hes always been wise