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No matter how
hard you try,
fate steps in,
and you still die.

Once the Sun
sets on you,
your day is done,
and you're all through.

Anywhere,
coast to coast,
when life is over,
you're just toast.

Forever the ember,
do you recall,
the month of December,
when we had it all?

I don't know,
perhaps I never will,
when thoughts were
clear, until.

they weren't.
Why does a mind
look at options
from behind?

A fear at night,
when the day is gone,
memories arise. Words
from the oldest song,

will appear again
in this mind of ours,
as we search heaven
for all our lost stars.

Thrashing through this field of sin,
oh what a dilemma we are in.
Never again, will I refrain,
about the time, about the pain.

My heart is shattered, into bits
of broken , emotional nits,
from a love lost long ago.
My heart, broken, I'll go slow.

Oh joy! At last a vision of loveliness,
You have that smile,
and the blue eyes,
which will beguile.

Your voice as sweet
as honey to the bee.
Your speech, soft it tis,
I enjoy seeing thee.

An observation, today, in memory care.

The scourge is here,
eating from another's plate.
He can't help it, I suppose,
he doesn't remember, he already ate.

A boat on a river,
sailing at night,
searching the World,
for the new Sunlight.

Over and over,
it is now the way,
as they do this,
day after day.

Will they find,
all which is new?
Will they find
the most beautiful you?

Up jumped the Devil,
I thought I wouldn't see,
but it was you, in the blue dress,
making a fool of me.

Why do I believe?
Why do I care?
You are my love,
We said we would share.

I'll search the World over,
searching to find,
She who I love,
She who is kind.

Alone I sit,
in my quiet reverie,
questioning how, all
of this came to be.

There were no signs
of impending doom.
Twas bright and quiet
in the library room.

Didn't I ask you,
one time before,
If you have answers,
knock on the door.

If you did not
why must we then,
go back again,
ad infinitum>

Long days, short nights,
have reversed direction.
Long nights, short days
time for more affection.

How do you care for
someone, without having direction?
We want to safeguard
are loved ones. It's protection.

There is a faith, I find,
deep within my Soul.
It isn't a belief, deep seated
within a religious sect.
Praise be to God.
Praise be to thee.
Do you not understand,
you are now praising me?

My belief has been changed,
in so many ways.
Next time we speak
I'll bring you the praise