Another reminder of what’s gone
Written proof; black and white
The pain, published absolute
Some release is offered up
In a torrent of well chosen words
Scars may fade away
Leaving a half-life compartment to visit
When it’s one of those days
Dates to remember, or forget
Looking back, so many hours spent
Escaping from lump in throat
Thursday 9 July 2009
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For Him, From Her
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Grow up, stop that, do this Pull your finger out man Get with the program Do you know who I am? Too late, always wrong Why do you have ...
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Truth oh truth Where for art thou? Slipping from the lips Of the bat-winged frau Not very likely My comrade-less friend All tories giv...
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