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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
© StephenPuls1970
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
© StephenPuls1970
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