One is just one
One is just one
Just a number in an unwanted march
I carry my torch
With hollow eyes
As the fall of another sunrise
Ripe are the reasons
Be my catalyst of the seasons
A bread winner I'm not
Academically under achiever
Honestly
Truthfully
Words so as a skew
I guess I really don't have a clue what I'm really doing
But still I write
Today and tomorrow night
I have no crystal ball
I know not where it leads
But I'm most certainly not of the feint of heart
So again I start and stop
Rewinding the clock
A tic goes then a toc
And just then it beats again
I'm alive
And I will not just let this die
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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