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July 13, 2004
Late night talk
leads to regret
that had been laid to rest.
Driven to the surface
thoughts begin to swim again.
That's not me, it was not me.
Posted at July 13, 2004 09:38 PM
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Staring at the shaded
lightbulb just blown
a new shadow
grows like creeping darkness
in the night
feeling melancholy
the image of the lamp fades in my mind
evening creeps in
from the surrounding quiet.
BFG
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Staring at the shaded
lightbulb just blown
a new shadow
grows like creeping darkness
in the night
feeling melancholy
the image of the lamp fades in my mind
evening creeps in
from the surrounding quiet.
Posted by: BFG at July 14, 2004 08:10 PMBFG