I Give Up

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September 14th, 2013

I Give Up

I guess we're all chasing someone
Who is chasing someone
Who is chasing someone
Who is chasing someone . . .
But I'm all out of breath,
My legs are shot.
I forfeit this endless race
Going nowhere
Going nowhere . . .

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Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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