What a Lost Soul
Since I am Here
The Veil grows Stronger
but,
You're not here for me
I'm just-- Another Lost Soul
you know, The people you find
on the curbs on streets, During Rainy Days
not going anywhere but Deeper into their own Disease
but, It's not a disease, for they look for cures for diseases
Here the patient cares not
Only I could say something like that
but since I'm here
I just might as well sit on the curb
on a rainy day
and drown in a new-state-disease
what A lost soul I am
never enough
could satisfy
always more
What a Lost Soul
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