A new year, a new day
I'm wasting my time away
Each moment, each minute
My time here is finite.
Alas I am wasting,
Few risks I am taking,
Alone I am laying
Not working, Nor playing.
A new year, a new day
I'll waste all my time away
Alone in my madness
my numbness, my sadness
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A collection of personal poems
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