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Monday, June 7, 2010

Change Passed Me By

Change passed me by
I settled for what has always been
My heart becoming dry dust

I demanded little of you
Even less of myself
I just sat in discontent’s chair

Why should I now complain
Wishing for what could have been
When I am the reason for my pain


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