Wednesday, May 26, 2010

Slipped away

I miss those days we left behind
Little pleasures I now fail to find

Though I do not wish to compare
though I know it is better
to avoid this dangerous snare
Past and present so dissimilar

Gives me a thud in the chest
when I see how it slipped away
I wonder how, what kind of pest
could have led us so astray

And now a few words can
slice like a blade through my flesh
bring back memories dark or wan
make my mood change in a flash

Just a simple remark
could strike a tender sore
Not even a warning bark
charging straight to the core

Oh, for a wound so deep
Remedies will never come cheap.

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