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Don't Ask For My Forgiveness
Gone and yes
forgotten
none to less
and trodden
meaningless
under dressed
I am a mess
not even second best
too often .
Days go by
the months
the years
the lows
the highs
my eyes
my ears
things pass time
but don't come near
happy times
I'm dying here .
I know that it's Christmas
but don't ask for my forgiveness .
forgotten
none to less
and trodden
meaningless
under dressed
I am a mess
not even second best
too often .
Days go by
the months
the years
the lows
the highs
my eyes
my ears
things pass time
but don't come near
happy times
I'm dying here .
I know that it's Christmas
but don't ask for my forgiveness .
Published 19th Dec 2011
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19th Dec 2011 8:22pm
Diddi :D
From the start each line it seemed like a day went by leading up to the end which notably most people wait to the holiday season to 'ask for forgiveness'. Props.
[Rubix]
From the start each line it seemed like a day went by leading up to the end which notably most people wait to the holiday season to 'ask for forgiveness'. Props.
[Rubix]
19th Dec 2011 9:06pm
yeah it's a quick summary kind of thing ha ha a short verse for me but it seemed right , thanks for your comment :)
19th Dec 2011 9:48pm
19th Dec 2011 9:53pm
each step we take, each breath, each day brings us to our inevitable destiny...but memories of hurt walks on the parallel lane. As always Paul, I tip my hat to you.
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