Another Day (4-20-04)
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Another day, fallen from his fingers,
Lays shattered on the floor.
He stares at it looking for reason,
But it won't talk, it can't talk.
The sound of death is alone
While red wine seeps into the ground.
Even his own blood, sweat, and tears
Will never glue the pieces together,
Or breathe new life into its lungs.
Instead, it is gone forever
And he is left to move on.
Copyright ©2004 Danny Caballero
