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Drifting through life Roaming into void Alone in the world Everything destroyed None to care Nothing to adore Absent a goal Deficient a core He walks alone No one to mind Memories of nothing His world is blind Thy only friend Has been his thoughts Trust in no one Love to him rots Feelings don’t equate Emotions a bear No room for regret His soul rare His shoulders carry The worlds worry His cross to bear His vision blurry Life is cold Hell is hot Prison is lenient Love is not The ground at his feet The wind at his back Rain in his face Mind under attack Lost in the dark Destination unknown Traveled to far lands No seeds to be sown Somewhere to be seen There is a place Where the world sees him And accepts his face Along the horizon He sets his heart That someone would want him To never be apart From one place to another No mind body or soul Unneeded throughout Enduring his stroll Life without meaning Spirit without guide Body without tone Ocean without tide One day it will come Lightning from the sky Opportunity awaits Where there is no goodbye His lonely eyes No one sees His ability so great But no one agrees If someone would risk it Bliss would be found For he would give all His love would astound Alas he keeps moving His stride none the swifter No ones concern Because he is the drifter
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Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 7:34 AM UTC
The Drifter
Drifting through life Roaming into void Alone in the world Everything destroyed None to care Nothing to adore Absent a goal Deficient a core He walks alone No one to mind Memories of nothing His world is blind Thy only friend Has been his thoughts Trust in no one Love to him rots Feelings don’t equate Emotions a bear No room for regret His soul rare His shoulders carry The worlds worry His cross to bear His vision blurry Life is cold Hell is hot Prison is lenient Love is not The ground at his feet The wind at his back Rain in his face Mind under attack Lost in the dark Destination unknown Traveled to far lands No seeds to be sown Somewhere to be seen There is a place Where the world sees him And accepts his face Along the horizon He sets his heart That someone would want him To never be apart From one place to another No mind body or soul Unneeded throughout Enduring his stroll Life without meaning Spirit without guide Body without tone Ocean without tide One day it will come Lightning from the sky Opportunity awaits Where there is no goodbye His lonely eyes No one sees His ability so great But no one agrees If someone would risk it Bliss would be found For he would give all His love would astound Alas he keeps moving His stride none the swifter No ones concern Because he is the drifter
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dave-bas-1
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Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 7:34 AM UTC
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