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By the Time I Live

If I ever get the riddle. Of being stuck in the middle. The meaning will have passed. I guess my mind won't go that fast. The paper ran the story. The actor grabbed the glory. Everybody bought a ticket. When he told em' all to stick it. It's never going to be the same. They're always bound to change your name. I won't bother trying to forgive. I'll be gone by the time I live. The after party was a big success. Half were in a state of undress. Nobody was the only one. Who decided not to have some fun. It's never going to be the same. They're always bound to change your name. I won't bother trying to forgive. I'll be gone by the time I live.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 2/13/2015 12:58:00 PM
How melancholy this sounds though excellent rhyming as always. To not forgive is a burden I'd rather not carry... I work on "Let it go" all the time... Life is way to short !!!
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Date: 2/10/2015 6:50:00 PM
this one requires a bit of pondering, robert, but i like the way it sounds, of course (as a fellow rhymer, i'm sure you'll understand!).
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Robert Johnson
Date: 2/10/2015 7:16:00 PM
Don't ponder too much, I'm not sure what I wrote myself. :)

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