Sunday, August 22, 2010

This is what you wanted, right?

Walking in, nothing seemed to make sense;
The rooms were awkward,
And the conversation:

The stereo blasted,
And the children laughed.
The times came,
and they went.

But since, he feels fulfillment,
Out of joy and forgetfulness.
He will only see one,
For the rest of his short life.

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