Twenty-ninth of November

Once in darkness

Now I see

My faults

That killed

The real me

Now in present

Lost in past


Sure do last

Mistakes to change

Can't be replaced

Instead of dwell

Look up and face

The problems now

The present brings

Past now be gone

Forgive all sins

What was done

Shal be there still

And though regret you will

Your life hopes not ill

Author's Notes/Comments: 

original version dated 11/29/2005

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I even remember being so serious about these depressing things...

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