By Devin
Date: 15 September 2000
My Song
Fighting fears
with salty tears
to overcome the odds.
Love and hate's own thin line
described by many
throughout all time.
It isn't the pain,
nor material gain
that man seeks to find.
But this soul of mine
bitter with brine
has grown beyond
my own control.
I'll dive right in,
and splash about
in a sea of emotion
or die drowning
in an ocean
of
my own self pity.
The voyage must continue
with or without you
and my life
with or without strife
remains the same
like some cheap pop music
of repetitive chorus
dancing within my head
until 20 years later,
I find myself still singing
the same old song.
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