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Living Proof

All I need, groceries This may be my last meal If living is a gamble You know just how I feel I have not seen light For a time span far gone What is now weakening Had once built me strong The empire of nothing Alone in my own thinking Never second thoughts When it could be sinking Money seemed a friend We just became too close What does it buy here When I become your ghost Led astray, put under Aired out as if some rug Treated like I became A pestilent, trivial bug I never fought enough Hoping dreams held truth Imagine how revealing It is being living proof

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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