Floating like dust through life,
Numb from my travels,
longing for emotion,
Blood stained on gravel,
Love has passed by,
Leaving a trail of dust,
Waving in the rear window,
Taking with it my trust,
Pain is an escape,
And delusions distracting,
Waiting for the darkness to end,
To end this life of acting,
Needing to begin anew,
A New way of living,
Another way to go on,
That has no taking just giving,
So now i live on,
Waiting for my rebirth,
Continuing down my path,
Hoping for one good chance.
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