like a street-preacher
with a megaphone
warning of impending doom

you saw it coming
you tried to tell me

and like an unbeliever
turning a deaf ear
toward all the commotion

I missed every sign
I never knew what hit me

there are times when you
don't get a second chance

this was one of mine

06/01/2005

Posted on 06/01/2005
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