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| Can I run | ||
| Can I hide | ||
| Poetry | Can I find a way inside | |
| Lyrics | To a place | |
| Fiction | To a space | |
| Essays & Notes | A refuge for my mind | |
| Advice | ||
| Links | You want me | |
| To be you | ||
| To throw myself aside | ||
| Give it up | ||
| Let it go | ||
| And follow you... | ||
| Can't you see | ||
| This is me | ||
| And all the things | ||
| I said to you are true | ||
| I won't lie | ||
| Here for you | ||
| Makes no difference | ||
| What you say | ||
| I'm meant to be this way | ||
| Have a map | ||
| In my mind | ||
| I'll follow though I'm blind | ||
| And you can't help me now | ||
| There's nothing here for you | ||
| You won't make it now | ||
| I'm through (with you) | ||
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