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While I hold onto this redundant memory As I watch through rose coloured glasses I miss what is truly around me and forget what has eventually happened So this time the lever has fallen Without another perceiving the present I have stumbled blind into what was coming Not realising the dangers, or seeing the despair A mocking gift, grimaces towards beaten rivals To reflect on the missing elements wanted To kick an arse, to slap a face To know what's lost and cannot be found Nothing can be done as hope lies unfounded To besot the truth and Beguile the hopeless But when eyes meet and lock between A tinge arises and softens the heart Forever friends and until anon Nothing more, just wishes stored until a pass Then shall all be joyful and inside a glow For we shall know peace, with compassion to grow Present is resentment, tomorrow.... who knows? Not I, but a passion for yesterday lingers For it will NEVER die and become old As the stone rolls, so shall time flow Written November 14th, 2001 © on Nov 14 2001 09:01 AM PST 18 • 0 • 1
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"While I hold onto this redundant memory..."