All the Same


I look to see what has changed,
I find nothing its all the same.
My heart is broken,
and for some reason I feel ashamed.
I find nothing.
Its all the same.
Not my fault,
not this time.
On I move again .
Almost 32.
Lost again,
what to do.
Gone is my love,
gone is my home,
gone is my life.
The life I dreamed with you.
My future and our dreams gone.
Its what god has deemed
it seems.

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