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Thursday, September 3, 2009


Try this again
Just one more time
You can’t take that
From what I find
Swallowed by thunder
Turned on a dime
Your best trick
Not this time
This hollow ground
A feast for the eyes
That empty sound
My silent cries
The grass is greener
But you don’t belong
You found your place
Could truth be wrong
Our last goodbye
Was the perfect kiss
To question why
Will bring regret
Even crystal clear
Still you refuse to see
What this world has
To offer me
What you think you thought
You saw just might be
Very real and not
What we’ve come to believe

David L. Bowman