The 2 A.M Writer

Inertia

I see your eyes glimmer 

Your hunger isn\'t stifled at all

You wanted more, and you got more

So just what will be enough?

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Giving and giving, like the tree

I have shed and wept and plead

I\'ve given all and some

Yet you, all you do is play dumb

Started with my smile and help

Now my melancholy eyes and personal hell

You smoke me away, and yet you ask for me to crawl back

Answer me through truth and fact,

Why should one who gives Gold only to get Stone in return keep trading?

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Pity, pity, pity

Weep, weep, weep

This isn\'t the final possession given

Even I know that

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