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May 2014
It just happens by chance
The tear that forms slowly
But then grows steadily over so many years
And you can not mend it
Once it is broken it stays broken
And time passes like nothing

What if I only
Told it like I meant it  
With one hand on the covers and the other
Barely on my heart  
I never pictured myself
As someone so listless

This is the sound life makes
When it pushes me over
They told me the grass was greener
On the other side
I have been there
And I am coming back now
Written by
A E Bill
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