FROM 2-9-04

That scent no longer smells of you
it has become my own.
Songs have been lost - given away
no longer mesmerized by dillusions.
The curtain was drawn
and you in time have faded.
I have thought little of you
or your pain and lucid anguish.
Its weird how time can move you
litterally change you.....
Transform you......
Makes you see things clear.
Sadness swallowed me whole in the painfull realization
that you were never going to be the friend I needed you to be.
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I am thankful that she opened the blinds
I followed her to the end and she was right
I have seen the sun again.......