cindersuckyou good, part II...to be continued later------  

rm_muffryder692 71M
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12/30/2005 9:55 pm

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cindersuckyou good, part II...to be continued later------


I'll continue cindersuckyougood after I take a break with my ex-fiancee for the New Year......until then, adios mofos.....quote by our soon to be ex-govenor, what's his name.......
oh yeah, it's.........prick perry!!!!!!!

kyplowboy22 61M

1/2/2006 8:51 am

You know, New Years is probably the greatest chance we get each year to put our lives into perspective; say hello to the new and goodbye to the old. It is an opportunity to embrace hope and extend forgiveness; with charity to all and malice towards none. I can’t understand it to save my soul, why some men find it necessary to maliciously inflict harm on someone that they once professed to love and care for. It is beyond my scope of reasoning. I don’t understand the logic there. Maybe I can’t understand it because I am trying to make sense of nonsense. That dog just won’t hunt.

I recently had the opportunity to mend some fences from my past. I took it. We were both better off for it in the end with another friend than one more enemy. It was a win/win endgame. I kept hearing the words to an old song going through my head over and over as we worked on mending these fences. When we finished, I had a feeling of quiet calm with the outcome. Maybe these words will help you if you are in a similar situation.

Same Old Lang Syne
(Dan Fogelberg)

Met my old lover in the grocery store,
The snow was falling Christmas Eve.
I stole behind her in the frozen foods,
And I touched her on the sleeve.

She didn't recognize the face at first,
But then her eyes flew open wide.
She went to hug me and she spilled her purse,
And we laughed until we cried.

We took her groceries to the checkout stand,
The food was totaled up and bagged.
We stood there lost in our embarrassment,
As the conversation dragged.

We went to have ourselves a drink or two,
But couldn't find an open bar.
We bought a six-pack at the liquor store,
And we drank it in her car.

We drank a toast to innocence,
We drank a toast to now.
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness,
But neither one knew how.

She said she'd married her an architect,
Who kept her warm and safe and dry,
She would have liked to say she loved the man,
But she didn't like to lie.

I said the years had been a friend to her,
And that her eyes were still as blue.
But in those eyes I wasn't sure if I saw,
Doubt or gratitude.

She said she saw me in the record stores,
And that I must be doing well.
I said the audience was heavenly,
But the traveling was hell.

We drank a toast to innocence,
We drank a toast to now.
And tried to reach beyond the emptiness,
But neither one knew how.
We drank a toast to innocence,
We drank a toast to time.
Reliving in our eloquence,
Another 'auld lang syne'......

The beer was empty and our tongues were tired,
And running out of things to say.
She gave a kiss to me as I got out,
And I watched her drive away.
Just for a moment I was back at school,
And felt that old familiar pain .........
And as I turned to make my way back home,
The snow turned into rain ..............

Later

kpb


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