A QUESTION, by Galway |
With Kindness and love He prays to above Yesterday he had a plan Plain and simple to be a decent man Unlike him to fail Now his plans are off the rail I wish I could reverse the clock Stop it at tick and not tock Having regret hangs over me Makes me wish I could see Eventually what is meant to |
Posted: 2008-07-15 12:05:48 UTC |
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