Living in Regret.
Looking for tomorrow.
Has a need of purposefully.
A million colors of rainbow.
Cry for eyes to see.
Only blurry shades are seen.
Through yesterday’s tragedy.
Blossoms in abundance.
Fill fields of flowery.
Pleasures of fragrance.
Are lost unhappily.
A symphony of sounds.
Are hushed in misery.
All the joyful thoughts.
Trapped in anger spree.
Feeling of accomplishment.
Succumbs too awfully.
A multitude of meanings.
For the words to be.
Vanish in the mind.
Of disparity.
Trapped inside sadly.
Outside of sanity.
Forgive and forget.
Try desperately.
Living in regret.
Is worse for you and me.
Jim Raab.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
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