sad poem
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found myself back here again
giving away all my time
and future spent on
things that take away gifts
nothin i can do
except call you and beg
but your so high
im reaching out to you
i know its gotta be this way
but im not learning
im falling into my own needs
when we will need food
i will have nothing to give
what a poor man i am
what a poor man i am
giving away all my time
and future spent on
things that take away gifts
nothin i can do
except call you and beg
but your so high
im reaching out to you
i know its gotta be this way
but im not learning
im falling into my own needs
when we will need food
i will have nothing to give
what a poor man i am
what a poor man i am
set your laughter free
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
dreamer in my dream
we got the guns
i love you,but im..............callin out.........callin out
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