Low
have you ever felt to low
as if your soul
the very fabric
has been torn apart
and held up
and then dropped into a vault
they have left me in the cold
people i couldn’t care less about
but for whom, i am told,
i must keep smiling for
will the verdict is there
i was trying,
but my smile is one of those
that can never be caught lying
James Garratt – Tuesday 16th March 2004
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Low – Written Tuesday 16th March 2004 (Aged 29)
