Wednesday, May 4, 2011

No Title.

I've always felt the outsider.
Cast aside. Set apart.
Sitting on the side lines,
I look on.

In the horizon, there is hope
The sun sets and the day ends;
But it's another beginning.

As old friendships ends,
New ones start.
A smile and no tears.

The past is the past
But the future is bright.

Do not mourn the Loss;
Embrace the Reception.
As we lose the Sun, we receive the Moon.

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