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I feel as though Im flying all alone on a lost flight-
I feel as though Im dying all alone from this frost bite-
Sorry for my harsh sight-
sorry for the let down-
Sorry for the fact i'll be the same come the next round-
So similar to winter see,
the bitter me remains-
Glimpse into the inner me,
im literally insane-
Figure its my brain-
figure its my life-
figure its all this liquor
coming quicker in my sight-
Flicker with the light-
Theres nothing left to do-
Cause whatever was left of me
seems to have left with you-
I feel my breath is blue-
I feel the cold again-
I feel this ice bite when I hold a pen-
Lets unfold again-
So we can mold again-
So we can atleast pretend
We have a role as friends-
But I suppose your right-
I suppose its life-
I suppose its grown old-
Grab the lid and close tight-
Let it die, let it go-
Let me cry for it though-
Let me realize that its time I should grow-
I find that Im low-
I find that im high-
Mind sort of flies-
Drugs designed for the sky-
Im fine in your eyes-
Let the truth decay-
Just be aloof to the day-
And you’ll suit ok?
I know you’ll do okay-
Im so sorry for this-
Im sorry for what’s amiss-
And that I hardly exists-
But your hardly in bliss-
When my company is made-
You still smile so bright it could comfort me for days-

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The following comments are for "My apologies"
by Essence

I reaaly like the impetus of this. It's sad, really, but has an edge that I really liked.

Hope it works out aokay, but don't put alot of investment in someone who ain't worth it-


( Posted by: emaks [Member] On: August 17, 2007 )

there is

something both pathetic and passionate in this, like the last bright flare of a dying star...

what interests me most is that the narrator really has nothing to apologise for, life is changing, is all, no one is at fault... but it often feels that way, right? in the confusion of endings...

the rhyme works here, it's quick, jumpy, almost fractured, the thoughts of one who must say what they have to say quickly before they lose their nerve...

thank you for this frank slice of reality.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: August 21, 2007 )

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