Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Capitulating with Yourself

Waiting in an empty lobby
Counting tiles on the floor
The sounds of laughter in the hall
Recapturing memories from before

Here she goes again
Somber thoughts can spin
Here she goes again
It's a lost cause, no chance to win

Noticing it's the same room with a view
The bed linens turned softly down
The sheets lay slightly askew
She's the only one climbing in

Here she stands again
How does she find this place?
Here she stands again
A frequent visitor, falling in disgrace

Is there a chance for optimism?
Her thoughts find free range
Don't interfere with the enemy
It results in a terrified exchange

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