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Poetry By: Mezquiteno

poem about life and agin with time.

Submitted:Apr 15, 2011    Reads: 78    Comments: 3    Likes: 3   

spinning along with this strange place,

The mirror tells of a once happy face.

The lonesome feeling is the only company,

The person that once was is only a distant memory.

Nights and days pass without waving,

The hours and minutes move along for no one waiting.

Countless times the sun rises and sets,

Life moves along regardless of any regrets.

The future is sure but silent,

The past that once was is now non-existent.

Time is a thief yet it gives,

It records all but never forgives.


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