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Lines On My Face
I visited the town of the past today
It’s streets were still the same…yet different
So strange to see these changes,
I wondered to myself, which one, the city or I, Had seen the most?
I was sure, that had I walked these streets with close inspection
Found would be pieces of me, though scattered, perhaps buried, amongst the steel mill soot
finding that most places, like I…had been tore down
Some seemed to have vanished, almost before my eyes
For last I had searched, they were still there.
Searching inside myself, I recalled vividly,
Faces that had left their traces on my soul
Among them, people, loved ones, former true loves…some were flavor of the day,
And some, never went away,
Though no matter how hard I tried, I just could not see them
Yet some say, I was the one, that had went away.
And like a vapor trail, left upon the sky
Knowing that it too, like you…in time will vanish.
For time will come, that yesterday’s tomorrow’s,
Will un-rehearsed, turn to future’s past, some yet…to be remembered
And now, realizing at this instant,
The “Lines on my face” song I’d sung, had taken residence,
Right there upon my face
And these eyes had stayed truthful,
Shined in reality, reflecting the time…then…and now.
