A man alone, A man apart
A Soul without a place to go
Overworked, debilitated his body does become,
All thats good, All That's bad, the line does blur
Does not matter if no one listens,
Does not hurt if no one screams,
Fractured Smiles, and listless eyes
An ego hidden behind a fragile guise,
A man with a god that does not seem to listen,
A heart that aches with every step thats taken,
Forsaken is he who has no hope,
Forlorn is the wretched soul that ponders all....

 
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