October 30th, 2001
the east
rocks unturned
pebbles strewn about
my path streches long and wide
nowhere to run
nowhere to hide
all this time
i looked for you
to pave my soul
to roof my view
i wasted all that was inside
so here i am
like an open book
pages ripped out…
an original hook
before there was a you
i knew there was a me!
i want you to remember
that
i came looking for you
now i walk
i walk away
no more sentimental decay
this man is done with delay
time to re-enter the fray
today.
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