by Lobo Aru
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Copyright © 1991
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Poem ID: 9
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RETURN TO THE DARK HERE
Reflections
Wasted
Wasted
Wasted
I am wasted.
Spent
Used up
consumed
drained
empty
It's gone
Irreplaceable
Untouchable
Unrepeatable
And it will never be again
I shall be sentenced
to it's memory
permanent remembrance
I have wasted it all
and grown old and weary
from the wasted time.
What?
What?


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