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In The Dungeon Of Loneliness

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In the dungeon of loneliness

Why are you pushing your hand to

Save me from the unchangeable

–

To lose your head between my hands

While I cares your eyes and

I omit love from you

–

Why are you leaning to already broken

–

How can I repay you for what is unearned

Lungs filed with woe that burns checks

–

And I cannot deform my tongue

Shape it in the suitable guise

So I scream

And out loud I whisper

For you to let go

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If you're too tired to go out tonight, just think how you'll feel at seventy two!

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