Goodbye To Yesterdays...
Stomping on the medals of the race before we win
and the most we ask each other is to rattle off, begin
Begin to conquer freedom with the hollows of our past
as we cut a slice off life's big pie just hoping it will last
Shooting at each other with our words cut silver sharp
and patching wounds deep, self inflicted, carried on as scars
Lift the eyes tomorrow while we go our separate ways
as we blow a kiss into the air ~ goodbye to yesterdays...
Copyright © Tatyana Carney | Year Posted 2005
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