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Nov 2020
That word.


All we can give is one hundred and ten percent,
Or the lack of effort that we all did.
All I have left to give is the emptiness,
Of a future already behind us, so let’s give it a miss.


We are young; we are evermore.
I am the strongest with your hand in my hand.
We believed forever more that we would be pure,
But life changed us into The Devil’s man.


It began with *** and inside my head,
I had all these thoughts that I would confess,
To a woman I loved, if I ever loved any,
But life ain’t like that; lover’s are ten a penny.


They come and go and on with the show.
They say I love you like it is just a word they have heard.
All I can say is the pain that I have known,
When that word has been said to me…my God that word.


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