May be at a loss, and be in confusion and suspense; or if pushing on daringly, may be easily destroyed

Though the gas tank stood at Empty,
     I drove for many miles.
Though every sign said Last Exit,
     I knew of printed lies.
Though I came to a Dead End,
     I knew I should press on.
Though I had nowhere to go,
     I felt I’d done no wrong.

Though I wanted money’s freedom,
     I always worked for free.
Though I hoped for chests of treasure,
     I always lost the keys.
Though I needed much attention,
     I always ran and hid.
Though I clamored for affection,
     I always lost the winning bid.

Though I knew you’d always love me,
     even after we were through.
Though I knew I’d always miss you,
     even if it seems untrue.
Though I knew we’d always have these,
     memories of futures lost.
Though I know there’s no forevers,
     I couldn’t pay the costs.

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May be at a loss, and be in confusion and suspense; or if pushing on daringly, may be easily destroyed

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