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crestfallen vision of yesterday
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The Ramblings Of A Madman my musings of life death and love are
taken by the wind as I lay listening to
the rain beating against the tin roof
the rafters creak like the bones of a old man
as I reflect upon better days
I was content to clasp your hands for a moment
longer
then simply nurse my old wounds in due time
as you walk away
but I'm left pleading for a warm bed and an open heart
I sigh in resignation
then return to my crestfallen vision of yesterday
~ D Donner ~
All Our Yesterday Dreams
So many did not come true, fell apart, no amount of effort made the save. The successes are for counting too. Nicely constructed lines. Your aesthetic is phenominal. :D