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Rich Downes


(Hitting A) Sack


Gone with such empty devotion
Guts are filled with doubt
But I know you don't do any respect
For you leave this town
But I know that I cannot yet stay
Guys in this old eon
Guess you ignore my letter
How you'll always cause doubt

Left on this run
Hitting a sack
Even if it's every eon
As there's nothing like combat
For you leave me feeling like that of so sore
For we never can interact
Left on this run
Hitting a sack

A time leaves with nothin'
For these old secrets
Get me wondering about a season
Left tired of every test
For the feelings never seem to yet pass
No chance of truths to shine
For you continuously ignore my letter
Only love is a crime

Left on this run
Hitting a sack
Even if it's every eon
As there's nothing like combat
For you leave me feeling like that of so sore
For we never can interact
Left on this run
Hitting a sack

Guessin' it's nothing new
Leavin' me with eyes ever so blue
Even if you leave without a clue

Left on this run
Hitting a sack
Even if it's every eon
As there's nothing like combat
For you leave me feeling like that of so sore
For we never can interact
Left on this run
Hitting a sack
Left on this run
Hitting a sack

Submitted: Sunday, May 13, 2012

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