The Train Of Thought. Poem by JOSE MURGUIA

time is what i bought,
when i sat in the train of thought,
travelin' thru places,
around the world i saw many faces,
remembering the things i left behind,
memories of the woman i loved at one time,
as time passes me bye,
and the blue skys above dye,
peach black turns the sky,
with tears in my eyes today i must say goodbye,
because time is what i bought,
when i sat in the train of thought,
the train of thought.


11/04/2005
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