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FRIDAY, OCTOBER 17, 2008 (7:45 PM)

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Past Imperfect

(I'm feeling sad)

Past Imperfect By james a. galgano (10/17/08) Within a matter seconds although it did seem A life time appeared to vanish along with a dream That somewhere became lost in the void of routine It’s as almost as if one turned around With something more than I love you to say That when the words finally made there way out There was no one to reply it’s alright don’t dismay A feeling of alone crept up to slap you in the face To wonder aimlessly aloud how did I come to this place Overlooking tomorrow’s darkened abyss Longing for a warm comforting embrace That had once conjured a paradise of bliss Instead of a now lingering bitter after taste of remiss Who would have thought that within in the thick Of battles hard fought but rarely won An onus had arose to which one so easily succumbed To a mere trick played upon the blinking of an eye Where all had been lost to the moment while wondering why Perhaps if there was a chance wishes really came true We would still be standing close together in embrace As we would so often do, but without you here That seems such a long time ago much too long to remember Where time now often finds life on the precipice of December Awaiting with melancholy what will now never be But the mere waiting alone prefacing songs of solemnity That echo still within your curative angelic laughter Which so remind me why I fell in love with your life everafter Where time caused me to fortunately stumble in awe into your endearing web of endearing romantic guffaw like a verb past imperfect I cling to the heaven I never saw yet here remain like an exposed nerve in pain all the more dangling like an orphan participle in search of a rhyme to bring me back into your loving arms in some other time

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