"I thought I was there
As much as I was anywhere.
I seem to remember it well.
It feels it was so.
I really believe I know.
But, then how does one tell?
I want to be true
In all that I do
That my life be clear as a bell."
Beyond forged memories
It’s down on one’s knees
That a man stands between heaven and hell.
*Brian Williams...are you listening to your public as much as they once listened to you?
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Forged Memories*
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Tuesday, February 10, 2015
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