July 26, 2011
The memories of all the people I once knew float around
While I sit here hopelessly on the ground
The things that used to be important now just take up space
Even the greatest lawyer couldn’t win my case
So I sit here with all my luck and lace
Hoping to make them proud
When all I will ever be is loud
But no one will ever listen to me
And I can’t even hope to be
With the ghost of everyone I ever loved haunting me

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Raindrops_On_Roses said...
Aug. 11, 2011 at 2:49 am
It's morose and moving; delicate yet desolate..  (alliteration not intended) I LOVE IT.
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