Idle Thoughts

Daily musings and demented, psychotic ponderings

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I like music a lot, I played guitar most of my life and even was in a band once. I could spend hours playing music by myself or entertaining others. I was good, maybe even pretty good, but never REALLY good. I have 3 Fender Guitars that now have an inch of dust on them. I haven't touched them since March 25, 2001 and I never will again.

Friday, March 04, 2005

Broken Life

I try to dream of you and can’t see your face
I don’t know why I was left behind
I look for you and can’t find the place
You’re hidden there in my mind

Did I make you up or were you real
Time is not our friend
I’m sad now because I no longer feel
This broken life I just can’t mend

Pieces of me were lost that day
My heart was stopped when you went away
I made the call the decision was mine
I’ll regret that decision til the end of time

I thought with time this pain would end
I’ve heard time heals all wounds
But this broken life I just can’t mend
Perhaps it’s still too soon

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