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The Morning After
By Lexicon
The morning after,
seemingly the very same day,
brings joy in my heart,
that is bordering on dismay.
Things that were said,
sometimes left my mouth in wonder.
The sun rise is too harsh to encumber.
I take the morning after,
the good and the bad.
And even though we've made yet another memory,
the nostalgia ultimately makes me sad.
Why, why must I live in the past?
Perpetually grasping for memories that are fleeting,
memories that never seem to last.
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Copyright 2004 Lexicon
Published on Monday, July 26, 2004.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Saturday, November 12, 2005, Jonas
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wrote:
beautifully captured, swaying on the moment with nowhere to go but to fall
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On Wednesday, February 16, 2005, Lexicon
(40) wrote:
Thanks
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On Thursday, September 9, 2004, Delphoid-Q
(213) wrote:
I liked the feel of this piece... Whatever that's supposed to mean ;)
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On Monday, July 26, 2004, liquid_emotion
(323) wrote:
First of all: I do believe you are the only one beside myself to ever use the word lexicon, which by the by, is an awesome name. Secondly: I thoroughly enjoyed this piece
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