wordsy wright

A Mornings Word 11/22/07

Too many times I've blundered
Too many times I've lied
Too many times I've thought to change
The too many times I've cried

Too many times I've walked away
Too many times I've stayed
Too many times I've felt the doubts of
The too many choices I've made

Too many times have come and gone
Too many times in pain
Too many times I've had to face
The too many that remain

Too many times I've given in
Too many times I've tried
Too many times I've thought about
The too many that have died

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 22, 2007
Poem Edited: Tuesday, April 26, 2011

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