Introspective Part 1

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Poetry i was working on

Submitted: March 14, 2014

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Submitted: March 14, 2014



We are all destined for the dirt,

You cant avoid the hurt,

So changing seasons are the reason, 

TODAY is all im worth, 

Tommorrow is a lie,

Even though time flies,

In an instant it stands still,

Then its eternal rest and goodbyes,

Thats why my highest high will be the days that i cry,

When i remember those who died,

Reborn in the tears fallin from my eyes,

Live forever in the memories,

Will it be the same when they remember me?,

When the mood becomes pensive,

And my demeanour apprehensive,

Withdrawn and defensive,

My defence against feeling helpless,

To rage against the injustice,

How can i live without my crutches?,

So im tested till im bested,

Or i seek a path more impressive,

Money?, Cars?, Wealth?,

But only life is truly precious.

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