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The Joy of What Used to Be

Poetry By: J A Morales

You can never go back

Submitted:Mar 1, 2010    Reads: 70    Comments: 0    Likes: 1   

I was young once

I lived within myself

Taking for granted


Carefree days


A cold beer

Cigarette burns

Watching her laugh


Her innocence

Lost in her

Days lost now gone

In my mind

I can only go back

In me

In the Joy

Of what used to be


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