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A contrived cliche
the best all he could muster,
the onlookers rolled their eyes in disspair
but knew he'd given all he could
he slumped away down front street
old gloom filled up his heart
he clutched on to his book of memorys
he'd penned and scribed them all
this latest filed under faliure
his next plotted in hope
he carried on unfazed
one day his true love he'd meet
and stumble upon happy days
until then he'd keep on trying
with the will to live in his soul.
the best all he could muster,
the onlookers rolled their eyes in disspair
but knew he'd given all he could
he slumped away down front street
old gloom filled up his heart
he clutched on to his book of memorys
he'd penned and scribed them all
this latest filed under faliure
his next plotted in hope
he carried on unfazed
one day his true love he'd meet
and stumble upon happy days
until then he'd keep on trying
with the will to live in his soul.
Can not be arsed with life no more.
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yes
yes it is
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
i agree
And I won't make the same mistakes
(Because I know)
Because I know how much time that wastes
(And function)
Function is the key