Sunday, October 29, 2006

 

Whinings

The cool breeze stills the mind,
but brings subtle loneliness.
Soon we'll freeze and lament,
for we chose to stay.

The trimmings on the side might charm,
but soon thy'll fade away.
The sight is astounding, enjoy it while it lasts,
but what lasts anyway?

Share what you have, they'll soon be mine
For I've lost what I had, and you'll soon lose yours.
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