Debris

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I feel like am alone.
Nay, it is a wake up call, so pick up the fucking phone.
I want to see, rather I want to be shown, this gunman isn?t lone.
And with no direction home.
How dry I am, dry to the bone.
This is not to delay, or postpone.
Sinking in depressions black ocean like a stone.
Exactly what was this penalty?
Did I forget to pay some fee?
What was wrong with my cup of tea?
What in the world could it be?
I have so much love left in me.
Yet I drown in this empty sea.
I?m too nice a guy you see.
And I should be scattered to the wind like so much debris