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Click, click,  There goes the camera.  Then… A blinding flash of light How does it look? Did it capture my best side? Does the lighting

I’m sorry I’m not sorry. I’m not sorry That I can’t be what you want, How you want. I’m not sorry That I will not

When the sun has set, And to the dust from which I came I must return, Let me go. Shed a few tears for me,

There comes a time,  When you have to let go And reach into the unknown. A time to let go of the edge And jump

In that hour before dawn, When the night is darkest Death blows by… Spreading its ice cold fingers to collect the souls that are its

Dear me, myself and I, Hi. How are you doing? It’s been a while since we last talked. I know that you’ve been busy but

At the end, When you look down and stare at wrinkly hands When your eyes don’t work as well as they used to When all

Sometimes, when you look outside  What do you see? People hustling People laughing Busy, busy people Running children Laughing as they play… In their dirty