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Buried
Buried beneath this stone
Lays a man of broken dreams
Just dust and bones
Died in obscurity

Abandoned in this life
A son of obscenities
Cast out without a light
To a certain uncertainty

Couch to streets
Addiction his only friend
Depression not discreet
No happiness to pretend

21 candles are all he had
His bed an open gutter
His destiny was ironclad
No love a any other

No say for pleasure or pain
A loser born without choices
His poison makes him insane
Every night…..evil voices

Under a busy road he dies
Lovely people turn away
His destiny now realized
A wasted son…wastes away

Buried beneath this stone
Lays a man of broken dreams
Just dust and bones
Died in obscurity

Stephen










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