No I do not seek a soul mate anymore
That’s it. It’s over. It’s come to an end
Go. Leave me. Go away and close that door
On me and my efforts to find a friend
You know they say all the world’s a stage
But the season has run out for this clown
He leaves despite all the sorrow and rage
The audience yells abuse. He stands down
Yet all is not well that doesn’t end well
But still I am glad I gave up. I am smart
As before, I’ll go on and leave this hell
No way am I in a bond that falls apart
Girlfriends are not the way out of this mess
I’ll just sit here and rot in this darkness
18th June 2000
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