Self Consolation , by coby
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mention of another time
where passion reigned a miss held mind
where close to fall was always there
and nothing seemed to fill the air
when silence whispered unwilled calls
for peace within some unreal walls
a past of time that won't forget
in case of time that will come yet
conclusion of self spoke a time or two
and made me laugh or made me blue
but in this class of mentioned time
there were no names that mentioned mine
only my gratification flooded the stand
with it's hi nice to see you how have you been
consolation of self
has come to one end
it's time to start over
time to live once again. |
Posted: 2010-01-16 18:19:04 UTC |
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