Inside
Discontent something missing time misspent pondering on discontent.
Played the game, such a shame there's always a looser when playing the game.
Bent the rules such a fool for bending the rules.
Living in fear, fear of the unknown seems so near living in fear.
Looking for truth a miss spent youth looking for truth.
A question is asked has no answer but alas a quiestion is asked.
Cried a tear wept an ocean and cried a tear.
Derrick David Henderson
16.4.2011
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