Feb 20, 2008 05:19
I don't want her anymore
Dreams are the voice of a young girl
With a beautiful singing voice
Reality is the voice of an old man
Shy and embarrassed that senility bested him
The young girl knows my good ear
But the old man makes me wonder
If I ever had a chance,
If this was at all worth it
And it I'll ever make up my mind.
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