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Fresh Start

the crisp, clean, do-over didn't take long to foul

This is not so new after all

I'm not much different

so why should this be?

 

And the money's already spent

So that isn't new either

the guilt is familiar, the blame, harsh

the fool standing in the corner behind the closet door

with the full-length mirror

laughing and crying

 

Fresh starts have become stale

and pathetic

how many of these do I pretend to get anyway?

I'm "on to" myself and usually I'm the last to know

 

I guess it came faster this time.

the blemishes, weaknesses, the charade

Better act quick

And find a fresh start.

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russell-william-johnson
58 / M / American
Published
Sep 2, 2013
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