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Shallow loom
I have no deep pain to share
No truth to spare
I’m empty I fear
Nothing left in a tank that was filled by tears
I sit on my veranda
staring at the night
haunted by existence
questioning my persistence
I’m wise yet a fool
in love yet i drool
being empty when full
what am I?
Just a man who once thought life was cruel.
No truth to spare
I’m empty I fear
Nothing left in a tank that was filled by tears
I sit on my veranda
staring at the night
haunted by existence
questioning my persistence
I’m wise yet a fool
in love yet i drool
being empty when full
what am I?
Just a man who once thought life was cruel.
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