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Old 10-02-2023, 12:20 PM   #1
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Deja Vu

Tick tock…. tick tock…

Time keeps on slippin’ slippin’ slippin’

My future is ridiculously ripped wide open

A gaping hole in my pathetic heart

Deja vu, another day of empty loneliness

Helpless, am I selfish for wanting love?

The sun faded calendar is stuck on April

Tick tock…tick tock…

Slapping that silly clock right up off the wall

Depression keeps on trippin’ trippin’

Trippin’ me up

Life of losing after getting beat up

Sucker punched, blamed and shamed

Beat down ridiculed repeatedly

Abandoned, now even more saddened

Fucked up royally, isn’t this maddening?

Another sword pierced right through my chest

Sometimes your best is your worst

Nightmares cutting me up, I feel forever flawed

Drawn down at dawn, kicked out and cursed

Driving around in a flat black hearse

Dying is a daily predictable premonition

A double dose of destructive demolition

Dried out and fried out failed relationships

Humbled, spun out I seriously stumbled

Another relapse, then I’m slippin’ slippin’ slippin’

Enveloped further down into a blood stained spiral

It’s your love that I’m missin’ missin’ missin’
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