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Shower Reflection (Nineth life)
I sat upon the shower floor
With the water slowly dripping down my body
Wondering with all that was said the other day
What might become of us.
As I listen to the song
Of brokens dreams and happiness illusions
I know it is not saddness and delution that cause it
For all that may have changed, nothing that matters has
I still feel as I did, call me dense or predictable
Or even typical, as long as you call me I shall come
9 times nine I wished I would die
Almost three times three it happened
Once to see you again last night a car jumped the curb and gave me a fright
Twice did I fall into trafic for three and four was a lost tire for score
Five was a wrong turn to a truck
Six was a stupid choice in route
Seven was a red light runner
Eight was an open grate
This is nine and my last
I give for today and out of the past
The future does not matter to me
For of nothing in it I see
Thus the ninth life begins
Fresh and new, and with grins.
