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the snow was cold but then
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The Ramblings Of A Madman standing before a mirror My life lain threadbare
by the reflection of a stranger I see there
who are you ? echo's off the bathroom walls
reverberating the details of this day’s hell
I am lost again in the dark.
like a small child lost in a park
waiting for a savior
that never comes
the first cards ever dealt Me in this game
called life
were aces over eights
the dead man's hand as it's called
dealt by the cold hand of fate
love , lovers
hate . hatred
passion , passions
desire ,desires
fear , fears
dream , dreams
a multitude of emotions running unchained and rampant
Is there anyone who has never given in to them?
is there someone who's ever made it out alive
with their sanity intact ?
well tomorrow will soon turn into yesterday
an everything we see now will just fade away
like a forgotten yellowed photograph of two young lovers
tucked neatly with flowers of grey between the pages
of some dusty old book
left in a closet all but forgotten to time
as I look back at it all
the snow was cold but then
so was the rain
~ D Donner ~
