Tuesday, November 4, 2014

Looking In The Mirror

Old man
Have I become you
Remembering 
Falling stars and dive bars
Nights lived fully
Dreaming
Of lips that have been kissed
Love that was missed
People lost to years
For you has nostalgia
Overtaken fact 
Looking longingly at the past
Forgetting bad choices made
Old man
Is this what it's like
Watching time pass
Dying with each gasp 
Struggling to make
Each second mean something 

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