Same old words
There's Nothing new
To be heard
For they are few
Same old lines
I cannot cross
As if destined
Until I'm lost
Same old theme
Restricted thoughts
Same old dreams
Which I forgot
Same old tries
Do not flatter
Same old eyes
Brown and tattered
Same old cigar
Burns all night long
Same old guitar
Plays hopeless songs
Same old speech
With haunting tune
A cold, damp stitch
To heal the wound
Same old lyric
Without meaning
My diabolic
Face is grinning
Same old start
For place to be
Same old is heart
With same old me
Same old break
And same old pause
Same old mistake
Without a cause
Same old state
Same old resume
Same old fate
This verse is doomed...
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