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Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Freedom



picture courtesy of Google

A box filled with empty promises and broken memories
Sits meaninglessly on the book shelf, void of sense
Worthless pictures of you and me and stubs from the movies
Bitter ending words were thrown like daggers at my heart's expense.

Spread across the floor are these old photographs of us
Of times that just don't matter anymore - bitter sweet
Your ruthless words of 'goodbye forever' left me nauseous
Felt like I was diving head first into concrete.

A box filled with empty promises and broken memories
Sits in the garbage along with Wednesday's trash
It's time to move on, it's time to smell the daisies!
Replace the old with the new - no time to rehash.

Freedom.