Destined for greatness melodic music playing lost on deaf ears silence in a empty shell I call life.waves so calm It feel like time has frozen.times stays the same and I get older.perfect moments don't last too long.the grind of life like a vise each day tighter and tighter until I can't breathe.what have I become a systematic recycled robot running on fumes .my destiny has become my reality
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rayzul (
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Thanks glad you liked it
Sometimes we do find ourselves in "an empty shell I call life" until something happens, or somebody appears, that rips us out of that empty shell into an ocean full of life.
I totally agree Fred
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