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No Reason
your life is empty you say
whose fault is that, not mine
you chose, picked your own way
followed the herd
and look at you now
just sitting there
laughing along with the TV
check mate in your head.
whose fault is that, not mine
you chose, picked your own way
followed the herd
and look at you now
just sitting there
laughing along with the TV
check mate in your head.
Published 20th Dec 2018
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20th Dec 2018 6:58pm
23rd Jan 2019 4:50pm
We all make the choice... Some will follow the crowd while others pave their own paths. Enjoyed the poem...
- NB
- NB
11th Nov 2019 9:59pm
Ah the insanity of the herd...just love this quirky piece of ink...lost in our bits of technology.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
