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28 grudnia 2011

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dylan
dylan

Some emotions in life

Open your eyes up to your life
Do you want kids and a wife
These are all the possibilities
These are all the secrets hidden behind great big trees
Oh and let your feelings be seen by all
Promise yourself you will never fall
Don’t let people choose who you are
Make your own fame be your own star
Get out do the things you’ve always wanted to
Buy something that screams out to you
And don’t ever hesitate
Follow your heart make your own fate
Cause we are who we chose to be
What you get is what you see
Things don’t always go according to plan
That’s life mate try to understand
The sun might be high it might be stinking hot
But mate make the best of what ya got
Ask that girl you like so much out
Live life with no regret or doubt
Party hard well into the night
Back any of your mates in a fight
Don’t ever be ruled by fear
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28 grudnia 2011

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dylan
dylan

Lifes Path

The places I’ve seen through out all my years
They Inspire my dream and conquer my fears
For if I had not been to them all
My take on life would be different for sure
they’ve given me memories good and bad
they’ve mad me happy and they’ve made me sad
these places have given me skills I use to this day
they’ve taught me how to rebel and how to obey
I ask how can places teach me so much
By activating my senses my smell and my touch
Each new location has always had something new
Something wonderful something amazing to do
New people to meet and new bonds to make
New emotions deep down just waiting to awake
From when we were all little and small
To when we finally grew up to be big and tall
We’ve travelled the land far and wide
And Along our journey we have laughed and we have cried
We’ve survived everything from fights to death threats
And we’ve made friends that’s something no one ever forgets
And although our paths are far from and end
We’ll refuse to break and we’ll refuse to bend
We’ll refuse to stop and just drop dead
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28 grudnia 2011

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dylan
dylan

good mate

first time we met didnt go so well
but we met again now i have a story to tell
we started talking and eventually got along
but friction came as we were both stubborn and strong
i read you like a book whenever i could
and sometimes it annoyed you like i new it would
the arguments we had we're always heated
but we worked them out they were never uncompleted
but they werent just angry or mad times at all
we had some great memories together thats for sure
the times we stayed up talking all night
without and angry moment or a single fight
thats why i couldnt walk away from you
because for the good times i'd see anything through
i told you more then i told most
and you always listend intentelly, a brilliant host
sure i was a bit of an idiot half the time
but being over protective was my only true crime
i dont know how you put up with me
everyone told you not to, like i was some kind of killer bee
but for some reason you always forgave and forgot
thats why you were my one and only blind spot
when it came to you nothing could have been bad
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