What a boring life you live
Such nothingness impaired
But nothing makes you happy so
This nothingness you share

Why a boring life you live
Thy moral based upon--
Walking through the longest nights
Sleeping through the dawn

No more school or work, for thee
A basement sheds a throne
Walls of plastered moments, feelings too
More of a surreal house than home

Reach inside my tied up mouth
Pull the words from tounge
From my insults, pity, you remain
Inconsequently numb

Someone find the man I knew
He stole the warmth of wind
Wasted it on memories
Of drugs and potent gin

Someone help me to construct
A selfless, wanted ad
Equate thy grand enigma
'Tis better having, then to have had

Someone clense intoxication
He stole the warmth of day
And through perfection's eyes, and mirror
A dismal, slow decay

Search every crevise for the word
Though read between the lines
What a boring life you live
Dear reflection of mine
 
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