Destitute and Desperate
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I wrote this ages and ages ago, it was my vent after seeing a close friend walking off with a (now) girlfriend. I was pretty distraught.
I wrote this ages and ages ago, it was my vent after seeing a close friend walking off with a (now) girlfriend. I was pretty distraught.
The musician strikes a single note
…and i am moved.
The artist brushes a single stroke
…and I am withdrawn
The Sergeant barks a single order
…and I am dead.
“That light at the end of the tunnel? That’s a train.”
“That light at the end of the tunnel? That’s a train.”
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