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Empty hearts and empty heads, Are leading me to empty beds. An empty soul no lust to try, Just watching life rush on by. A loveless lust so false and untrue, Feeling less and less a one man crew. A solo act of sorrow endearment, The endless game for self procurement. A life well lived and stories well told, A life of endless torment sold. Broken dreams and shattered hopes, From the start never shown the ropes. Deja vu a dime a dozen, A tear in time forever frozen. A life entwined with pain and grief, A growing void of disbelief. A duet sang with only one voice, Given up on making the right choice. Losing sight of goals once set, I'll go all in that's my bet. Pushing on and breaking ground, Life and love in fate are bound. Sit back relax and enjoy the show, Not much left now time to go.
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michael-kent-dobison
South African
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Written by
michael-kent-dobison
South African
Published
Jan 15, 2013
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