It's all gone,
It's no fun,
Anymore.
It just stopped,
My jaw dropped,
To the floor.
My mind and soul,
Has a hole,
Which through hatred pours,
And sometimes,
You realise,
What life is for.
So live it,
Go with it,
Flow with it,
'till you get washed up upon the shore.
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Lines ever more unclear, Not sure I'm even here...
And your eyes grow dim. Over time as you realise. All you can be in this life. Is a sum of your parts,. Few are ever more,. All you can aim for. Is to try and leave a mark. On the life, heart,.
That's life, that's what people say. I'm a little unstable, get out my way. I'm staring at the moon, I lost April and May and now I'm stuck in June. That's life, as dull as it seems.
Time. It's a funny thing. It flies by like a bullet train, yet it crawls at a snail's pace. You can't remember years long past, nor can you imagine the future.
Is time really on our side. It controls all we do Is time our friend. Or is it a foe. I have so many plans Places I want to go Will time allow. Or will it say no.
Caught on the wing of a butterfly. I can't help but watch the world go by. And as I look up at the dreamy sky, I think of how lucky, and wonder why. What is my purpose on earth, here.
Show me a man Who is content in life And I'll show you a man Who relies on his wife Show me a man When at work is good And I'll show you a man Who's only there for his food Show me a man Who has a...
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