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All You'Ll Find

Late night ramblings and rants Words yanked from the deepest depths, Outer hemispheres of my subconscious mind That’s all I write, that’s All You’ll Find I don’t know what I want, not even a clue A boring life A love-starved heart Just waiting for you The writing serving as a filter For all my feelings to spill With anyone who cares to listen Because no one else will No shaping or revising ever takes place In these verses and rhymes Simply my imagination Of an imaginary face With no one to love I feel I could die And so much true love I want to give The everlasting feeling of pain Reminding me I’m alive Late night ramblings and rants Words yanked from the deepest depths, Outer hemispheres of my subconscious mind That’s all I write, that’s All You’ll Find

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