Hand to my heart,
I never thought I would make it this far.
And as rust starts to swallow my car
I have run out of surfaces to scar.

Time takes a lot.
Should I lie and say I will give it all I've got
when we both know I will probably not?
You know I don't give it too much thought.

Arms at my side.
Content in knowing there is no bride.
Hide of sadness as I run with the pride.
Shame in failure, bigger shame that I tried.

I'm 0 for 1.
After two rounds tapped out but now I'm facing no one.
Too old for a comeback, settle for reruns.
Memories played again 'til they're forgotten.

That could be me
flickering in your mind like a broken TV.
Makes you sick, all those lines on the screen.
Throw it away - try to keep your mind clean.

Feed the unfed.
A dog in the street hanging its tired head
can do more with your prayers than I can your bed.
Forever un-sated - I should be

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