Friday, December 18, 2009

Positive

The tears have all dried up
the dreams have all vanished
the ring has left the finger
Memories start to fade
I no longer strive for comfort
I no longer wonder, wish, or pray
Because I already know

Word slips into air
but I don't fall
All questions soon to be answered
Time tells all
Or so I'm told
What will I ever do now?

Someday, Somewhere
I'm positive

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