Feeling the slivers
spill out of the mind,
Thoughts now impeding
back inward they climb.
And with emotions
proceeded by pain,
Perform the penance
seems nothing I gain.
Time offers lessons
but time has a fee,
In time I'm paying
and it's breakin' me.
12-21-07
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