am just a doormat for your broken dreams,
and a thought that only seems,
to pass in your head like the fading winds,
and dies as soon as a new one begins,
I am the dust on the bottom of your shoe,
that has no meaning what so ever to you,
I am a book you will never read,
the thought you feel you don't need,
I am the film you will never see,
the fruit that falls from the tree,
the album you will never hear,
the eye without a tear,
to you I am the ears that don't listen,
the lonely feeling when somethings missin',
I am the one that is incomplete.....
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