Wednesday, June 18, 2014

This present that I am being*


This present that I am being*

What is gone is from past dreams
Into the future with nothing it seems
To hold on to a blank and never let it free
Is this what life does to you while living in misery
I must learn to let go and cast that far away
It did not ever mean anything to me anyway
What was I doing and what was I seeing?
Nothing was there but this present that I am being

Dom*Colucci © 2014

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