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i am just a man
and prone to giving up
faking worth for fortune
that never comes to pass
(or at last?)

how far can i be treading all these waters
commiseration - eternal bound slaughter
crying for me? i never see your tears
there's nothing that's free, in this desolate feed
(force fed dreams)

self-expression a vapid release
pathetic our eyes with their visage on these
meaningless words, images for you all
to lay out a heart in this ever-dying scrawl
(i'm sick of it)

too long i've made this fucking mess
writing out excuses to certify my breath
what use does it make to drown in what i lay
in hopeless messages, left to decay

if i could be a man
never lost in frustration

if there was a way to change the things i do
it would be different, that i can promise you
still wondering if what is here is right
to lay out a soul taking all this in sight

forgiving? this isn't meant for me
a life filled with sorrow and no integrity
craftsmanship, conveying what is there
cease all that's bleak, restrain the dark stares

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