True Me

Thu, 12/11/2014 - 18:50 -- chay55

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 From the Clothes that I were

To the style of my hair

There a smile on my face 

That has no disgrace

True me 

What I always want to be 

From the sweet sound of my voice 

To the twinkle in my eye 

Oh how I always wanted to touch the sky

True me  

What I always want to be

From the grace in my a dance

As I move like branches on a tree

I know what I always wanted to be

The true me 

 

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