by mazzd03Queens, New York, USA
Nov 2010 475 Views 0 comments
Choices
Choices
A tug of war between heart and mind
Not knowing the best till the hind
Once gone wrong, we're not sure where to place the blame
So we point to the gut for not joining the game
On the occasion when things go right
We pat ourselves on the back for not giving up the fight
Oh, the poor soul who chooses not to choose
For he has the greatest prize to lose
A tug of war between heart and mind
Not knowing the best till the hind
Once gone wrong, we're not sure where to place the blame
So we point to the gut for not joining the game
On the occasion when things go right
We pat ourselves on the back for not giving up the fight
Oh, the poor soul who chooses not to choose
For he has the greatest prize to lose
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Posted: Nov 2010
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