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"Holdin On"

My solid mind, my soul

Drip drip drips into a puddle

Of good intentions on the floor

Time evaporates my being and soon I will

Be gone for good

Gotta keep sealed, bagged, protected, surrounded

By my wall of apathy

Can't let me go, can't let it evaporate me

Gotta hold on tight to what I got

But I'm boiling, boiling over

boiling away till only a residue exists and

I'm gone, out there and am everywhere but here