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LONLIEST MAN ALIVE
DAVE THE POET

I turned fifty
In a empty room, Sad and all alone
No candles or cards
Just a silent telephone
A second, Lasts a lifetime
When you’re fighting to survive
Never, Shed a tear
For the loneliest man alive

Stopped dreaming
They never came true
Asked for forgiveness
What else could I do
God, Lay your hand on me
I’m running out of time
Cursed, But not contagious
The loneliest man alive

Every time I wake
I beg, For something new
An unnoticeable change
To make me, More like you
No one sees me
Is everybody blind
Dust, With a soul
The loneliest man alive