Oct 10, 2005 09:23
Should all my time come to naught,
It won't surprise; but it's scarier to
Start over than to have an end.
See, the new people I meet, I've
Known in the past. To know that
Makes waking as uncomfortable
As drink wearing off. So I continue
Into insignificance, walking slowly not
To linger, but out of necessity.
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