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Empty Seat .
Why now and not then have your circumstances changed?. Has your current squeeze had enough told you to do one so now you find yourself alone .First times are hard as loneliness blinds you and dices and slices your heart and fries it up for breakfast as the vultures circle their prey . How now times passes so slowly and you’d sell your soul to hang with someone who consoles . Time is a master of deception in deceit and people’s feelings tend to deplete . Or scurry to their feet allowing clarity when once there was a heart infused heap. That now resembles a melancholic organised downsized clinical heart beat that has no time for has beens . They have already gone with all the half promising words spoken but not meant . It leaves kind people feeling less so and distance seems far more realistic. Time you see it's a curious visitor knocking on your door when you expected it but you never anticipated or respected your host . It’s a precarious memento of your fate . As time allocated to people on the cheap and taken for granted will now either arrive to early or far to late and it’s going to cost you dearly and make you feel the cost deeper than that empty seat.
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