Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Lost

It kills not to call.

What am I to do to forestall.


I do this, I do that.

And yet the thoughts come back.

And then again I have to fight,

To start again with doing this or that.


Oh boy how sad,

The day just simply goes by.

Even when I sleep, I can’t relax.

I wonder how long this time will last.

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