November 8, 2007
Memoires are just shards of lies,
People live and people die.
Words are cold meanings lost,
Life is gold but whats the cost.
Dreams are lond and can be fun,
But like is short and what's done is done.
Night becomes day and dreams are long gone,
Like with puppets and chess we're just pawns.
Weather a game or entertainment,
This is lifes lament.

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