29 marca 2012
Last Goodbye
The luxury's shredded up by loan sharks.
Life's a flair that lost its spark.
I sometimes needed reminding who I am.
But you ignored the stormy gusty mists,
Never cursed, growled or clenched fists,
But took me gently by the hand.
Under rain and a street light, I strummed my guitar.
I even sold the bloody car.
In 2012 money rolls in and flies away.
But you gave me reason to continue to live,
Made me think I had more to give
And guided me through every diabolic day.
I was always stepped on like a pedal,
I never even saw a trophy or medal,
Never a Champion of the World.
To me you're the gold medal winner
When it comes to love and the evening dinners
And never letting go of our girl.
I could never pay the rent.
My future took dent after damn dent.
Life's a crashed car that can never be repaired.
Life has beaten me in the end.
I'll love you always, my darling, my friend.
This poem is my last goodbye to you. Take care.
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