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Dec 04, 2007
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An Empty Bar Stool
Ran out of luck
In this moment I am stuck
Things packed and ready to go
My heart yells tell her no
Pride yells man let her be
Won’t anybody save me
From a heart that fell to pain
Tell her to find a way to remain
My heart speaks loudly this night
It says how I need to make this right
The bottle of vodka speaks in a loud voice
As it says you will regret this choice
The wise man on the bench calls me a fool
He said that your to good for an empty bar stool
The friends I have say man follow your heart
Even the mirror yells don’t let her depart
The cab driver says where you are going today
To stop my love from walking so far away
I went to her place it must have been late
Because the doorman said she left for a new fate
I walked as slow as I could as I cried my eyes out
That’s the night I learned what love’s about
— paul, Dec 04, 2007
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Mark
18 years 6 months ago
Chocolates
whatdreamsmaycome
18 years 6 months ago
I was greatly moved.. as I
Vasyl Puzanov
18 years 5 months ago
Cool!