Last thoughts of February

Short hours pressed between a day’s routine
Or is it the body that cannot wait
The most beautiful light you’ve ever seen
Time has as usual come way too late

Slowly fading into a dirty white neon flash
Ugly moment to invite friend and foe
Maybe write a brand new overture for cash
Won’t make you any happier though

Always looking back to where it had begun
Remember you face the same thing twice
See the same old face during the morning sun
Don’t live a life so easy and concise


P-chan (c) 2009

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