Friday, August 28, 2009

When half of it is gone
And there's no one else

No answers and no fun
I can't find what to say

I make it through
trying to get as much for free

Trying as the drop falls
Soon it will all be gone

Where can I find the others
So I can tell them how it is

But nothing is what I see
Dreams barely are free

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