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Feb 2019
and are u happy says she

no, but i'm not hungry either,
nor am I misplaced, nor destitute
but i do have a thirst
for that
i can't seem to understand
that of the mind, that promises more
and all that it is this life ignores
as we play generation x rules
this slacknesss consumes
oh for the tears left in their wake
these bodies tighten and ache
christ on a cross
we were promised so much more
and yet dreams don't die
if they ne'er had a chance to live
or love, or breathe, or feel
maybe that's too big
maybe that's too real
lift it and move on
its just another week
from another long past year
hold on dear
hold on dear

shur' i'm grand says I,
smiley face
full stop.
David Noonan
Written by
David Noonan  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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