Yesterdays...

by The Even Numbered Nephew   Jun 21, 2007


My life is filled with yesterdays.
Days of laughter.
Days of gain.
Before, not after
the days of pain.

My life is filled with shades of grey.
Shades of sorrow.
Shades of death.
An endless tableau
of breathless breaths.

My life is filled with words to say.
Words of hatred.
Words of spite.
The threading threads
of frightening nights.

My life is filled with debts to pay.
Debts to friends.
Debts to foes.
Along with others
that no one knows.

Debts to pay...
Words to say...
Shades of grey...
Yesterdays...

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