Tragic Man
The dawn is breaking, It's early morn' but it's full of doubts, and fears. My body's aching, i'm all alone, must have cried an ocean of tears. Empty bottle, broken dreams, and thing's, that could have been. Empty life,nothing to show, but wounds, and scars, and wasted years. An old man cries, his heart, it breaks, for youth is gone in the blink of an eye. An old man cries, for all his mistakes, yesterdays gone, forever.
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