Monday, April 18, 2011

New thoughts on Old Times

Used to only speak my piece
When I was spoken down to
Always had a path to follow but
never follwed through
Think of words to recite;
decide the order of the verse -
And repeat this 'till I
had reveresed the curse
of all the curses
that I've heard
And the stress that I've endured;
the lowblows dealt by those who are loved
are the ones that bleed the worst...

Stumbled though the haze until I saw the light
of sunrays
It became too insane to stay
Too simple to walk away...

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Copyright April 2011 K. Anne Smith

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