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[Clouse or Dale]

Here I go again,
scribbling away like
the maniac i am
lost in thought
nothing to look forward to
but a dark embrace
with all this writers bloc
I wonder when I
can think clear again
Before I knew it
the sun would rise
bringing an end to that nights long work

And have to start
another day of monatany
like the rest before it

People judging everything
I do, Like it were
some kinda contest
That know one can win
Especially with all
Those buricratic types
At the top keeping us down
Now the end of this day is gone.
I have acoplished nothing
my writers bloc stronger then ever
Until I fall asleep
after several nights unrested

[Clouse or Dale]

Living a life of luxury
Is the way we think
But in the end it really should
Be the way to avoid
Everyone should want
Happiness
Yes happiness
Everything we need is
In our happy thoughts
If a life a luxury is what
You want
You should think twice about
Everything you'll miss
The things in life
That are wonders
Like a loving friend
Hatred is the way that
Everything seems to be run
If we rely on happiness
No one would have
A hated life
Living a life is what
We are meant to do
If we tried to live I life
Of luxury
There is no place for
The happiness that I really seek

[Lucian D'Revere]

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