6 Dec 2004
Yesterdays man!
He watches her cry in despair,
he thought he had a tear to share,
he frowns and tries to cry,
with no emotions, his eyes go dry.
On the next path, he hears a frantic laughter,
wondered how it would sound,
if it was his alter.
He is the judge, he is the accused,
in his house of justice,
seems like the emotional turmoil,
charged him with no furthur notice.
Broken thoughts of the faded past,
is indeed a bliss,
no more is he the yesterday's man,
filled with memories of the last kiss.
Current Mood: Happy
Current Music: REM-leaving New York
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