If the joys of living leave you.
Old and thoughtless...
you'll get the ending you wanted,
written out as a low-budget screen play.
All the ritz and glitz just distract you,
and eventually all of your hopes & dreams
die.
If you forget your part you'd fall
through the cracks of the floor,
sink into nothing and be no more
but what's the consolation
for remembering?
I'll pray for you, but you'll remove yourself.
Why hide your Achilles heel?
I'll pray the toxins take effect
and knock you dead.
How twisted.
When the joys of living leave you
old and thoughtless.
Just as useless as the dead.
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I Totally know what I'm talking about.
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