10/29/2009

Rinse and Repeat

Pain in returning that which was once mine
Vain pounds the heart engulfed in sour wine
Chains bruise the arms of those who are blind
Gains in pursuit of two hearts aligned
Cains support old age when youth's left behind
Strains of sad songs wash over my mind
Pain is a cycle that repeats over time

One more time...

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