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 Harry Sweeden. My life in verse.

Make up the numbers
Another day left wanting
Nothing of note to see
Just a fiery sky on a wind swept eve
As the sunset ceases to be…
Darkness quickly follows
All that can be seen is the night
A few lonely stars twinkle defiance
As the darkness starts to bite.
Where no one is sure of tomorrow
All of their fears are right here
Huddled away in dark corners
Lies the truth that everyone fears
Its not yours or my truth that matters
It was never ours to win
We only make up the numbers
While adding our crimes to our sins.

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