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Sunday, 4 October 2009 at 14:05

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Another day is gone,
it passed away like a dream before my eyes.
As I reached out for a memory,
they were few and far between , I realize.

Good bye to what I should have been,
I could have been,or would have been.
Tomorrow is today, and I am not.

All the promises I made my self,
the complements I paid my self,
all have long seance been forgot.

Another day went sailing by,
and I was touched by the waves upon the shore.
But they were receding, and no longer needing,
the sands of time I had been searching for.

Good bye to what I might have had,
the plight I had , the fight I had.
Tomorrow is today,and it is past.

All the things I could not see,
all the lies I made to me,
are left behind and laid to rest at last.

Another day is gone,
It left when I wasn't looking ,and I was alone.
A coat and gloves lay on the chair
forgotten , where they had been thrown.

Among the clutter and the guilt,
it left behind a frightened wife...
And written on the sunset ..in lipstick,
THE FIRST DAY OF THE REST OF YOUR LIFE.

Tags: COLD DARK AND COMPASSIONATE