that look, that smile...
lets raise our glasses, heres to new things
its the top of the 4th, and you are up to bat. watch the ball, do you swing and miss, or is it a hit?
a smiple touch, biting my tongue, cutting my finger
forgiveness fades, the melody continues on
tonight, answers forgotten, tomorrow questions reborn...same as yesteryear
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Here you will find mostly the poetry I write, possibly some bitching and complaining about whatever is going on in my life, but I usually keep that to a private place... So enjoy, feel free to leave comments if you like.
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