My Ribbon of Blues

My Ribbon of Blues
Finishing in 2nd place being the only runner in this race What a waste, what a waste...All the fears I couldn't face It's too late...too late To start over again, but where would I begin Start at the end, the end...The very, very dead end All alone again...and again Staring at my ribbon of blue, me the pathetic you 2nd place, 2nd place...in this one man race Losing again...I lost again
bmdavey@09/02/16
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September 3, 2016 at 5:47 PM
It's tough feeling like you let yourself down, and that you couldn't give it your best. The way you expressed it, being 2nd place in a one man race, I thought was quite poignant. How have you been, Brian? I haven't been on for a couple months it seems ...
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