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[greysilk]

ladies in my life say i lie
claiming their hearts through false promises
everything i say is true i sigh
you're just not the one cause i'm a doubting thomas

beggars can't be choosers
and the is full of fish
but here i stand a loser
with nothin in my hands but wish

waking to a stranger in the morn
is much much better
than being with you all full of scorn
doesn't my life seem so bitter?

an endless parade of underachieving players
circle my life in senseless fashion
adding to my unique layer
but nothing to my passion