No more words
Can express
What life gives
To my loneliness
Get busy living
In mysterious world
And just queuing
In the crowded road
No more reasons
I can come up with
To think of other persons
Or my date of birth
I'm lost in love
Wandering without motive
Flying like a dove
Hiding as a fugitive
No more dreams
Can help a gambler
Find his lost beams
In the cloudy weather
Leaving my pillow alone
My mind is taking over
My heart doesn't need a clone
The crush on her is over
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