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"Futility"   11 - 8 - 02



i pound the walls

i scream the air

i drain my lungs

at the walls i stare



i exhaust my voice

decisions and confusion

it seems there's no choice

unable to do this diffusion



i empty my heart

into your hands

showing only a part

something you'll understand



yet there you stand

not knowing you hold

you drop the parts

i can't believe you fold



here i am left

you walk away

to pick up the parts

you won't return...



because of this day.