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Broken bottle.


Heart breaks in two, waiting on a love to come.
Save me from the time that I don't have; where is my fun?
I am in need of ears and lips and a hand to hold,
But it is too cold in my bed for any lost soul,
Other than mine to lie and lie I do about how I feel,
Because I hide my life away from all those who would steal.
When once upon a time I would have given it away.
Now I am too late to make a change.


Still I age and with age comes reasoning and clearer thinking.
No intoxicated, medicated, not interested, only spinning,
To pass the time with friends which I have now lost,
And I can no longer stare into the bottom of a bottle.
My personality defect is the reason for the loss,
But blame is going nowhere except back to me in full throttle.


It smashes into my chest and leaves me to confess,
I never did my best to keep you near, so goodbye stress.
It’s crystal clear in my space now,
I am heading for another row,
With myself and the thoughts inside my head,
Because all I have left is a billion regrets,
But no apologies will be coming from me,
Because all I think is killing me,
On the inside; so you don't need to say,
Because try as you might I will not try to understand your way,
Of thinking; so just leave me be.
Leave me to my suffering so I can pretend that I am free.


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