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Graffiti
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It's all gone now
Desires and wants of the past
So what am I here for then?
The emptiness draws me closer
Pleading with me to explore
I tell you there's nothing
I've said all that I can say
So why even bother coming?
Curiosity perhaps
Whispers from the shadows
It's all so futile of me to speak
Words lost amid someone's thoughts
So why search for a listening ear?
It's like writing graffiti on a wall
Nothing but silence from the dark
I have all I'll ever have now
Past, present and future merge
There are no words for me to give
Just look at my graffiti over there
It tells my story in bits and pieces
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© 2003 by Jim Ward. All rights reserved
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