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In The Mire

From a friend the truth is difficult to hear,
Even though looking in the mirror it’s crystal clear,
It’s hard following,
It’s even harder swallowing,
When you’re stuck wallowing,
In the mire,
Deep down you know you lost that fire,
In your soul it burned and now is an empty pit,
You lost your itch,
You just can’t find that spot to scratch,
To give yourself a reaction,
Just making the motions watching your life passing.

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