Friday, December 10, 2010

Crescent

Just when I thought all was fine 
the bottom drops out and I lose my mind 
Just as my life was turning around 
I stumble and fall to the ground 

When will it end, this mess? 
Tired of the worry and stress 
I'm ready for the happiness and fun 
when my heart and mind are free to run 

I hope that day comes soon 
A new life with a new moon 
Until then I suffer and wait 
leaving everything up to fate

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