nobody stays, everyone leaves, and when they do stay they are never quite there.
rooms full of people are rooms full of needs, yet when i have a need, i get not but a stare.
morning and midday and evening and night,
Monday and Tuesday and Wednesday alike,
whatever the day, month, or year,
every moment is marked with despair.
what you once lost can never be found,
why you once smiled is now why you frown
These things i don't tell you so that you'll be sad,
but to show you the truth of the life that i have. -wolfman (aka, me)
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