About The Last Time Poem by RIC BASTASA
About The Last Time
the first time is always nice
it cannot even be forgotten
it continues to drip inside the mind
it does not cease
even if you stop it
even if you wish it were not there anymore
then i ask myself
what happened to the last time?
it was there before but it is nowhere to be found now
i refuse to remember it
it broke me
into pieces....
Saturday, April 3, 2010
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