Monday, November 8, 2010




I’ve got to get up,
And go to work tomorrow.
Regardless of this hurt,
Regardless of this sorrow.

Regardless of the heartless one,
The one who ripped me apart.
I’ve got to get up and keep going,
Regardless the beatlessness of my heart.

I’ve got to get up,
I’ve got too keep going.
I’ve got to get up,
Even knowing.

Heartless is the norm,
And empty is the way.
That’s really not much to keep you going,
Passed today.


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