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Dec 2013
Ambling through this life alone,
It costs me little sleep,
Retaining friends like water,
Doomed to drag me to the deep.

Solitude's my prison,
And my fortress too,
Denying me both joy and love,
But keeping me from you.

Through your beauty and your smile,
You brought me naught but pain,
I let you through the walls I'd made,
I won't do it again.

And friends are little better,
Their whispers at your back,
Willing you to shatter,
Willing you to crack.

Frozen smiles and empty words,
They know not that they lie,
For it's them that ring the bells,
When the end is nigh,

Maybe though I utter false,
I know deep down it's true,
This back and forth in my heart,
As I think it through.

I can't escape the ruin of men,
My head can't rule my heart,
Existing in cold limbo,
Not at the end nor start.

I cannot stand to stay alone,
But something holds me back,
From joining with the masses,
On the well-worn track.

While my hopes lose out to fears,
I'll stay a single man,
Unable to both loathe and love,
Without a master plan.

I amble through this life alone,
And it costs me all my sleep,
Retaining doubts like water,
Doomed to drag me to the deep,
Retaining doubts like water,
As I spiral to the deep.
Written by
Tom Stewart Irving  Dundee
(Dundee)   
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