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March 24, 2005

Endings

The end of the road has come at last
Now the present is worse than the past...
I sat there surrounded by anorexic air
Bleeding like a river, trying to forget you
But I keep seeing
New people wearing your old habits
In my drink I found
The last straw
The one that broke the camel's back
It shattered with pieces thrown around
For fun
Some lost; forever
The end of the road has come at last
Now there's no more present, just all past...

Posted by BlueWolf on March 24, 2005 11:55 PM