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As I Hear that Curtain Closing
Contributed by
Flyinglow
on
Tuesday, 1st December 2009 @ 09:43:18 AM in AEST
Topic:
Nostalgic
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Its hard to imagine that everything in my world as I know it
Everything Im thinking and feeling will eventually just be part of the story
That these scenes of youthful indiscretion will age into faded pictures
on some dog eard page of a photo album tucked away in the cellar
That the nave, boyish smile creeping across that young mans face throughout them isnt mine.
Furthermore, it isnt even his
It belongs to the moment, just as all good things do.
So the ticking clock beside me sets the rhythm of change
as days fade into weeks and then months.
Now all the actors have moved on
to different scenes in different plays
And as I hear that curtain closing
I cant help but smirk and bow to the crowd
Whether there are roses at my feet or not...
Copyright ©
Flyinglow
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2009-12-01 09:43:18]
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Re: As I Hear that Curtain Closing
(User Rating: 1 )
by karoody on
Tuesday, 1st December 2009 @ 02:18:51 PM AEST
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An interesting take on this subject
Very enjoyable read
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