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LittleBitofsweetness

Published: Aug 7, 2007

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A fork in the road, a knife in the back
A man whose heart and soul are black,
A cutie pie, an apple in a tree
One thing's for sure, I got the lyrics in me
A shy school girl, a woman with hidden scars
Two coworkers kissing beneath the stars
So what, my dear, have you written today?
Come on and tell the world what you have to say
Put the pen to the paper, scribble something new
Tell me, do you have the lyrics in you?

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It's lines from a bunch of poems I wrote (one of which isn't on here 'cause it sucks) meshed together.

Inspiration...
Me (to the booklet in a CD): You don't have the lyrics in you!
Karen: Hahaha, that sounds like a line in a song!

Except of course I changed it to 'Do you have the lyrics in you?'