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I see them together Holding hands walking 

A confident sneer on his face

She smiles and laughs at something he said

And I’m thinking :

Does he fuck her?

Does she lie to him?

Do they even really know each other?

Does anyone?


 

Parade

Everything Changes

Nothing ever stays the same 

Except for the endless Parade of people

Walking in and out of my life

And Every time they go

They take a little piece of me with them

I long for the day in which

There is nothing left for them to take….
Everthing is changing

 


Cabin

in here

It is easier

But not today 

And this is why

I know well in here

My hatred and fear of there

More over the self I mostly hate

Tired old soul just can’t seem to keep up the pace - there

Give all to the roundabout haste of it all, growing more thirsty

Look but don’t touch, smell but don’t you dare try to taste that which is risk

And this is true for the many who have existed and never embraced fear absolute

But instead dodge its embrace and accept fears guidance into the non-existent

They Never knew courage was nothing but fear under foot


By Gary G. 11/98


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