Sunday, June 13, 2010


By Jeffrey R. Ballares


Standin’ by the edge on an empty street

Is me wearing a deep-black sorrow

Every glance… every chance…

Oh what I have done?

I have carried a veil of absolute melancholy

For I am a sinner? Shamefaced!

And emotions have risen full

As if I have made them fool!

Time passed by as a zephyr

Shifting gloomy room…

It feels like doom!

I have cried a billion tears

Reaching a momentum, shaping my soul.

But as I walk through the valley of dawn

Is me staggering back to the edge of the empty street

I found them all smiling at me

And I know…I know

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