Wednesday, November 30, 2005

3

we sit as equals
but where all as a loss
every time we play
its nothing but a toss
as friends we are four
letters arranged
that say some thing different
but mean the same thing
confilicting contrasting
like a fresh uncut diamond
lies so much potential
but uncut and unshinin
we havd hopes and dreams
blown in the wind
but as they blow away
when can we grab them again
pictures can capture
moments in our mind
those perfect reflections
that weve left behind
so as were gathered togther
what will it mean
with no plans for the future
what can it bring
what can we really do
with out your direction
its lost in the past
with no place for reflection
just a moment captured
of history left behind
capture for you
in a poetic rhyme
but what can i offer
but these painted distractions
of what i have suffered
as useless contractions
so as we share a few moments
in this drop of eternity
help change us to you
in our iniquity

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