Time
By brokensme
Time
Its something we do not earn
Yet we decide how to spend
it
Spending our time
On our hopes and dreams
Our
pride or our fall
Never knowing
What its going to bring
Or how things will be
Life
Some times it treats us fairly
other times it cheats us
When its fair
We smile and laugh
Not a tear we cry
When it cheats
We pay to heal
Pay
more time
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Copyright 2013 brokensme
Published on Wednesday, January 2, 2013.
Filed under: "Philosophical" and
"Poetry"
Author's Note:
A poem i quickly threw together. inspired by a question Brokenkatra asked me before i started writing.Comments on "Time"
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On Thursday, January 3, 2013, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
First of all you got a comment from GrandaddyBonegrinder. I love him with all my heart and I saw your name in the new post box and got excited cause i haven't see you in a while which is ironic considering the poem because we don't know from one minute to the next and this all is so true. hello there you =). Don't be surprised if i catch you around here and try to sneak up under you too...lol
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On Wednesday, January 2, 2013, PoetessDarkly
(693) wrote:
This is an awesome pen. welcome back DP needs you around. to help keep the skeletons in the closet. I think the backyard is full. :)
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A former member wrote:
Nice write... Welcome to DP :)
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On Wednesday, January 2, 2013, BrokenKatra
(61) wrote:
O.O i gotta shout out in the tags!!! yay!! well umm great write XD
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A former member wrote:
very true... great write.