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Day To Day I Lose More Connection

Sitting here from time to time, hitting buttons for words.
Listening on occasion, when family asks if I've heard.
Love that plays a sad song on my heart string
The only audience me...when at night I sing.

losing track of time and days
troubles coming, like dramatic plays
what oppurtunity do i get to change these ways?

The stars they look the see my trouble
The bartender asks...and I get a double.

Sitting here in my solitude
waiting for anyone to intrude
when it happens, it's all too late.
a month till I was born...now just a date.

inconditusLeo inconditusLeo 18-21, M 1 Response Dec 21, 2009

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Great poem! I enjoyed reading it.