Back In June

I once knew the man I used to be. The poetic outlaw wild and forever free. Now I look and cant belive my own reflection. The ego at times can be a wicked infection. My own thoughts seem to fade with the promise of no return. Has the road ended this fast? Knowing myself theres so very much i need to still learn. The music still plays but I no longer recall the tune. Somewhere I belive I left my mind. Back in june.

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Chelsea ...

Date: 8/14/2009 4:15:00 PM

This is really good, and i really enjoyed reading it, nice work.

Gareth Heslop

Date: 8/11/2009 2:47:00 PM

funny how the senses to get dulled once in a while...but the mirror doesn't always give a true reflection...grrth

Charlene Bird

Date: 8/11/2009 11:34:00 AM

John, you have real talent and although you may find yourself in a rut the inspiration will hit you again. This is a great piece that was well crafted. Thank you kindly for your comments always appreciated.

Charmaine Chircop

Date: 8/10/2009 3:15:00 PM

you left your mind in June ,promise of no return--sad and hearfelt--emotion so deep........let us see the poetic outlaw wild and free,its August now:)well penned my friend John--charma

Sara Kendrick

Date: 8/5/2009 12:30:00 PM

Nicely done. Keep writing if you can remember. Sara

Julie Loveless

Date: 8/5/2009 12:08:00 PM

Nice write sugarbear:) ...love you