Thursday, November 15, 2012

Fresh Starts


                A new blank page
Like a new blank day
                A cloudless sky
A warm breeze blows bye
                And on and on we go
The phone lay quiet
                The television died
All that’s left must be separated
Pull the truth apart from lies
And all is well that ends as well
                That’s where we are after all
The beginning of the end
                The end of the beginning


I burned my dinner yesterday
                And watched as my good intentions went with it
I try my damned hardest
                But always seem to fail
Used to be id look in the mirror
                And hated what I see
Now it’s only when I look inside
                I feel so grotesquely

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