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Going, going, gone





     Blindly running down the road, misted by the coming storms

     Standing lonely in the room surrounded by the family pictures

     Tomorrow's past today and now you're all my yesterday's......

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  1. Date: 1/23/2013 4:42:00 PM

    very nice poem. It's got a melancholy tone.