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Reflections
As I lay awake in bed, thinking of what could have been,
Little swirls taunt my mind, creating an ebb again and again.
Countless hours of pointless drama float through my head,
what i should have done or should have been or should have said.
Writing a lexicon of lament about time misspent,
I make a vapid spiral down a harrowing decent.
I shall accept the reason for its dual cause
the yin and yang of a life to live for loss.
Sitting in your bed, you can reflect upon the day's misfortunes. I know exactly how you feel.
Good Job buddy! sometimes it takes a few seconds for a response.....other times it seems to take forever....well in this case its not about the time it takes but rather the "takes" that make the time. when you understand what I have just said......come visit me and read from my critiques....not from my works....sometimes we need to understand the people before the people understand us....or ourselves....this time we need to realize the words we choose to say before we choose to say them.....make sense not friends.....peace to you brother and will be back to visit soon.......good job to you and keep up the fine arts....
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