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Aug 2015
Emptiness is poured out
Filled nothing, left nothing
Spent everything I had
Truth be told , the giving till old

How to give more
When love is eternal
More hurt is the cost
More pain is the gain

If it wasn't for luck
I would have it just the same
So spent , so strung out
A lonely is now the game

To figure love out
Would be a turn away
Won't you please
Just give it a flick

A promise of new
rhymes and sweet lullabies
A tense of once was heard
So soft and trustworthy

Hard to earn
Give me my freedom
A final place to be
finally at peace

Love will find all
And all will be loved
At last I wish for
Freedom and space

Than I.........
Written by
James Vereide  Ellensburg
(Ellensburg)   
448
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