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Losing It
RUSH, Jonathan Dinklage
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Dancer slows with frantic pace in pain and desperation
Her aching limbs and downcast face aglow with perspiration
Sleep as while lungs on fire with just the breather's pause
Nodding through a memory, echoes of old applause
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And she moves across the floor
And closes the bedroom door
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Writer stares with glassy eyes that find the empty page
His bitter, violent face is blind and streaked with tears of rage
Thirty years ago how the world would glow with passion and precision
Now his mind is dark and dull by sickness and indecision
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And he stares out the kitchen door
Where the sun will rise no more
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Some are born to move the world and live their fantasies
But most of us just dream about the things we'd like to be
Trapped within you watch it die and never to have known it
For you the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee
The bell tolls for thee
The bell tolls for thee
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For you the blind who once could see
The bell tolls for thee
The bell tolls for thee
The bell tolls for thee
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