She's in love
With a future cubicle
Not yet met

There's a life
Somewhere inside
She wants to forget

There's a man
Trying to break in
Failing so far

Hard to keep
sane without sleep
Counting scars

Chances come
So do people
Will luck intercede?

Probably not
Though a fine thought
We're driven to 'succeed'

Because money
conquers all
And minds kill hearts

And color fades
To somber shades
Love leaving in the dark

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