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Dec 2013
If there is a meaning,
I don't want to know.
Life, a fragment, gleaming,
Reduced to a coal.
And all the hours I wasted
Combing through your words,
Looking for a sign
That it could be more,
All of it was pointless.
If I cannot have you here,
I don't want any of it
And i don't have the fear
That keeps sane people
From jumping over bridge
That keeps the wolves
Caged, and sedated.
CB Hooper
Written by
CB Hooper  Alabama
(Alabama)   
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