The Last Time


Just Another Escapist

No more the bleary wake to chimes, the racing heart, the fight for time

No more the early morning smile, the secret kiss, the frozen tile

No more the bitter triumph felt at closing of all business dealt

No more the daylight tryst or walk, or waiting for a chance to talk

I left you there despite your tears, because I do not harbor fears

The last of all the times we shared, not for forever, but just for there

To one who always I hold dear, I have not left, I'll bring you here


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A Gypsy Heart

A Gypsy Heart

What a nice rhyme scheme and flow. And a sweet sentiment as well.

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