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For the Last Time
I’ve lived a full life Drank from a half-empty glass, then smashed the fireplace in shattered anger The disappointments, tolerated restive annoyances Tasted the bittersweet liquor promises of deceitful vows made with truth-slurred lips Always, at the end of each played act, as the curtain dropped Came the same melodramatic refrain: (Cue the “Blue Danube Waltz” orchestral music) “This is the last time ..” But it never was There was always a next time A finger-wagging, tongue-slapping because: it was never my fault, it was yours Or someone else’s A mysterious stranger was constantly behind the steering wheel, wrecking my life I was just a passive, drunk passenger going along for the ride Getting dropped off at the prison house of someone else’s troubled paradise (All the windows had iron bars ... there was no Shawshank way to escape) No redemption Or freedom soon coming on the fuzzy britches dulled memory calendar So I accepted my fate It’s hard for a criminal heart to rehabilitate My parole came way too late Yes, I’ve lived an empty life Drank from a half-full glass Placed the bottled emotions on a low shelf, sat in a comfortable chair by the fireplace And sipped slowly ... stirring forgotten thoughts with mellow ease Letting the lonesome time pass
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