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April 2007
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Thursday, May 24, 2007
My mood sucks,
My day's gloomy,
tell me who,
can make my day funny...

I've lost my concentration,
I am so senseless,
I've lost the love of my life,
however could I be so careless....

The day goes by,
The nights grow long,
Tell me how,
Now, that you are gone....

Memories so fond,
Quarrels so fierce,
At times,
It brought me to tears...

Now that it's over,
how is life to move on,
Try to go back,
but the starting point's gone....

It's time to stop,
It's to say goodbye,
this is a short story,
of a lonely guy....


signing out,
the broken poet