One Last Time
I'm picking up the pen, for on last time. To all those who didn't know me, maybe this will shed some light on who I am. I write this poem one last time, for all those that have lost there voice either by there own accord, or some other way that sadens the heart. I look in the mirror, and wonder how I will make it another night, for one last time. My words, are like small voices that echo in my head, driven me to pick up the pen and write, for one last time. I lie awake at night, and look out my window, wondering if I will see the stars, for one last time. I take another pill, and look at my family and wonder if they know I love them, for one last time. I kiss my daughter and wife, and close my eyes knowen it will be, for one last time. I smile knowen that I have written a great one, for one last time.One Last Time
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chichigurl89 commented on One Last Time
02-20-2010
- very nice... i love it... keep up the good work....
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