Empty Room
8 May, 2011
Author: tommyg
This empty room
fits so well
In dismal oxymoron
known as life
Distant desert's paradise
About face
No road, I still take it
So I wonder what its like
To be eaten by a buzzard
Maybe my own words
Can make your screen come alive
Oh well for fame and fortune
In the end we all loose what we owned
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