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Free Cee Dazed By the Days
DAZED BY THE DAYS There were days Once wondrous days There were nights Thunderous nights that were claimed by a haze Everyday was bright Because you heralded away the gray Everything seemed right But that’s not so for today There were eves Once slumbered dark I felt my senses take leave But upon your departure you left well your mark Your aroma and scent was everywhere Soaked into the skin of a sensual atmosphere I detect your perfume on my pillow when night grows near But now you’re out in front and I am stranded at the rear There were days, Thrilling days indeed But these days my days have wandered away And I’m left killing every day purely out of need I feel like stabbing each day directly in the heart Then examining the corpse post mortem while on ice When you left me forever my everything fell apart A happenstance for which I’m still paying the price The penultimate price for the penultimate crime You committed an injustice to which woe was wed There were once days so bright and superbly sublime But now each dawn makes me wish the day was already dead © 2012….copyright..PHREEPOETREE...~free cee!~
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