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Tired

Everything falling apart,

as fast as the raindrops hitting the roof,

just blown away by the northern wind,

darkened by the darketh past,


Sky dark as the hollow space in a man's broken heart,

exhausted by the circle of regret and inner misery,

tired of getting judged and marked,

tired of fighting,


Still I sit here,

not giving up,

listening to the best medicine,

Billy Joel,







Poetry by Alexander
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Written on 2006-02-05 at 23:55

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