Friday night, half past one
Laying on the couch with a headache, numb
Paralyzed by ideas, problems, and truth
Bewildered by my fleeting youth
What am I supposed to do?
My dreams are useless, I have no clue...
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Friday night, half past one
Laying on the couch with a headache, numb
Paralyzed by ideas, problems, and truth
Bewildered by my fleeting youth
What am I supposed to do?
My dreams are useless, I have no clue...
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mlowe5 says: Wisdom for the wise is in contemplation where she waits to issue her clues. Peace and Love, mlowe5 |
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