Glory

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The best day of my life

Was the day I lived

Four or five different kind of drugs

Medical wonderland man

Dancing around in a room of rain

Broken life, feeling no pain

Cut to the strife

Under the lights with a knife

No question or guilt

Just trying to feel it right

Could have been gone

My breath of soul

Elsewhere but here

In order to hear

How profound

Calvin and Hobbes

How easy

My sorrow tomorrow

This journey

I will never be hollow

Once it flashes

Never the same

Go all out

Life is not a game