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when life was filled with laughs and rhyme.
A time when things just weren/'/t so hard...
A time when my heart, I didnt have to guard.

It was grand but hindsight/'/s 20/20
"Life is what you make it" according to the opinions of many
But still in my heart, I cant help but think...
Was it really enough? The time that I did sink?

I/'/ve been through a lot, I look worse for wear.
Travelling through this land without a friend or care.
With eyes full of sorrow and a heart made of gold,
I fight the fight while my emotions grow cold.

It/'/s a scary thing to feel you/'/ve lost your way...
To know at one point that you/'/ve changed things you/'/d say.
That when situations grow dire and your faith grows fleeting..
Its amazing at times, that your heart is still beating.

Because time marches forward. Constant. Unchanging.
It can leave a person strong or on the verge of breaking.
But in the end, the choice is up to you...
On what you plan to use your precious time to do. [comments] => 1 [counter] => 100 [topic] => 19 [informant] => Shadowman [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => InspirationalPoems )

Time

Contributed by Shadowman on Tuesday, 31st December 2019 @ 05:52:54 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems

My mind goes back to that crazy time
when life was filled with laughs and rhyme.
A time when things just weren/'/t so hard...
A time when my heart, I didnt have to guard.

It was grand but hindsight/'/s 20/20
"Life is what you make it" according to the opinions of many
But still in my heart, I cant help but think...
Was it really enough? The time that I did sink?

I/'/ve been through a lot, I look worse for wear.
Travelling through this land without a friend or care.
With eyes full of sorrow and a heart made of gold,
I fight the fight while my emotions grow cold.

It/'/s a scary thing to feel you/'/ve lost your way...
To know at one point that you/'/ve changed things you/'/d say.
That when situations grow dire and your faith grows fleeting..
Its amazing at times, that your heart is still beating.

Because time marches forward. Constant. Unchanging.
It can leave a person strong or on the verge of breaking.
But in the end, the choice is up to you...
On what you plan to use your precious time to do.

Copyright © Shadowman ... [ 2019-12-31 17:52:54]
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Re: Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Sagefairy on Friday, 3rd January 2020 @ 12:01:49 AM AEST
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I liked your poem very much and relate to it intensely. So
many things I wish I had not said and a few roads I really
really wish I had not taken.

However, it could be said that when you go through the
gates of hell on earth you can, with the right spirit, come
out of it a better person. I know that I am, and with the
knowledge of what/who to leave alone.

Best wishes and Happy New Year.

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