Sore empty soul within me burning.
The heavy burden is a nasty, longing here
life on the road.
There are many of us broken, too many strange,
Self mass to each other.
I have learned to know the world of dreams
comforted in the earth.
Learned how poor settings
facts are enough to love another.
The morning sun shining on I miss you there.
In this day warms love you still,
and the midday half of my heart on the road.
Unfortunately,
like a knife in my heart with impacts your name
tattoos.
The world is filled with news in foreign countries,
my longing is not fleeting, it
echoing cliffs, rising mist
summer night swamps.
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