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Time To Quit

My heart is not
Into writing anymore,
MAybe I should put this pen down
And slowly close the door.

My mind has been drained
Of all, but one tear,
The end is coming
It is drawing near.

My soul is weak
And oh, so worn out,
I'd love to keep going,
But I won't win this bout.

I've lost all interest
Not one ounce of love for it left,
Maybe it's time to quit
My feelings have been marked by theft.

Copyright Cynthia Jones
Mar.10/2005
I was going through a bad bout of depression when I wrote this.
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