Again the circle is smaller
by one...
we run headlong to completion
there is never enough time
I edit everything that I say
and everything that I do
to my own damage
and to the damage
I do to others
by not sharing with them...
I could do better
if I could escape
from experience
I won't leave another
love behind...
I have remained behind
I could never do that
to another love...
by choice I walk alone now
I want to live with the
passion I was born with
yet I am unable...
I lose through my own Damn fault
yet still I lose...
and I would rather die than lose
I hate the senseless waste and
the useless loss by all causes
Again tbe circle is smaller
by one...
Mea culpa, Mea maxima culpa...
My friend