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I love music
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The universe might just make me inconspicuous to that element
To that dimension
Maybe it'd be too late
I'd be searching for something
Something to drop my worries
Then I'd find music
But the world rejects my love
Then it'd be too late
I'd have already dedicated my life to my lover
..Trying, gig after gig
Nothing works
Working night shifts
Which shouldn't even exist
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Lost
Now I'm here trying to make it big, I gave it all up. All the other ambitions. Got a few hundred dollars in my pocket.
Too late, spent it all.
Now I'm stuck here wondering
Maybe it wasn't all meant for me in the first place
Maybe I'd lose my temper a bit
Destroy the hotel room
Then the manager asks about the nuisance
I'm asked to pay
But all i have is 10 cents
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By this dumpster
All beaten up
Cruel treatment
But I can live with it
It's life ain't it
Face bloodied up and blistered
But I smile a bit
Despite the pain
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Do I get up
From here
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It's a simple decision
With nothing determining it
It's all time and chance
If I get up
What i would behold
Still unknown
But i can hope that life has shown me the worse
If I don't get up
It's simple
Nihilism
And whatever comes of it
It's all time and chance
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"stories" INCOMPREHENSION
PoetryThe things that distract me. All the things so intriguing. Storytelling... Poetry...
