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(c) November 12, 2001
Writing for the sake
of making my pen move
I'm bored beyond belief
stuck in that old mood
Passing time is hell
of this you can believe
In maddness there's no end
of sorrow lost in grief
Waiting for the day
my spirit flys again
but endless hours of torment
feed one minutes end
Another seconds time
one word in my book
make the day just end
I'll not sneak a look
Send me to my freedom
release me of my pain
change the clock of life
I'm waiting by the gate
Another forelorn page
another wink of time
am I having fun
wasting all my life
by Ricky D. McKean
(c) November 12, 2001
Writing for the sake
of making my pen move
I'm bored beyond belief
stuck in that old mood
Passing time is hell
of this you can believe
In maddness there's no end
of sorrow lost in grief
Waiting for the day
my spirit flys again
but endless hours of torment
feed one minutes end
Another seconds time
one word in my book
make the day just end
I'll not sneak a look
Send me to my freedom
release me of my pain
change the clock of life
I'm waiting by the gate
Another forelorn page
another wink of time
am I having fun
wasting all my life
by Ricky D. McKean
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