BigDaddyBiermann's blog: "Testamonie"

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Empty soul!!!

What is this world all about

Why is it that I am so filled with doubt

The open soars that are filled with grout

That empty spout

Where life poured out

Has just dried out

I know to turn

Face to face to shout

But with muttered thoughts

On the tongue

All I want to do is run

But to turn and stay in place

Is there a chance

 I may just get a taste

If I do not cut and paste

To write my own true thoughts of haste

And to stand and fight

Not to prove wrong or right

But to make it through the night

There just might be some delight

In spit of what one might write.