Self Consolation , by coby Subscribe to rss feed for coby

mention of another time 
where passion reigned a miss held mind 
where close to fall was always there 
and nothing seemed to fill the air 
when silence whispered unwilled calls 
for peace within some unreal walls 
a past of time that won't forget 
in case of time that will come yet 
conclusion of self spoke a time or two 
and made me laugh or made me blue 
but in this class of mentioned time 
there were no names that mentioned mine 
only my gratification flooded the stand 
with it's hi nice to see you how have you been 
consolation of self 
has come to one end 
it's time to start over 
time to live once again. 
Posted: 2010-01-16 18:19:04 UTC

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