Take my hand and follow me to life as I once lived it.
No more joys or love with heart in hands I wait in time for no one.
Leave it behind, for it will surely slow you down in the great race.
You may not win, but you can keep from coming in last. Coming in last.
Coming, with myself and not alone but not with you.
Come here with me.
Away with me.
Away from me.
Away.
You.
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Some of the thoughts that run through my head; the one's I'm not ashamed to put down on paper.
So, this is me...well, a part of me.
- buh.ran.done©
- Ogden, UT, United States
- I'm just a regular guy, who had his problems. Taking care of them is the easy part...preparing for new ones is the challenge. I hit a rough patch a few years back and while you may choose to be offended by the things that I write, I don't apologize for documenting my feelings.
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