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Precious Time
Precious Time
What i saw scarred my insides, burned my soul to the core, I want to go back to how it was, how we survived it before, Innocence faded like hope, all i recall is torment, Is it too late, for my sins to repent? have i went too far this time, To take it all back? Is it knowledge i lack, a passport to the future? Will i ever see beyond these four walls, closing in on my soul Entrapping my mind in a coffin shaped prison.. Or is there time enough to break these chains and fly? Rid the world of the menace bolted in a foreign body, Not long for this world. A body that causes mess and destruction in all directions, Carried on the irridescent call of the North winds, The sands of time dying like the last ray of light behind a curtain of darkness, Time is everything; but everything takes time, precious time, Which i have wasted and cannot relive again, i have murdered my time. I have murdered myself. And this time; i cannot go back. What i saw scarred my insides, burned my soul to the core, But i cannot go back; to how i survived it before. |
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this was pretty straight.. the flow was ight..
Im not to much into poetry, but I think this was a good piece.. nice concept pz |
This was a good peice hun. Kinda confused me at first till i read on. Things change from time to time and the way we do things also. Things of the past happen to come back and we have to find more effient ways to fix what has gone wrong. Sorry for rambling on. Again great peice hun
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liked the flow, keep up the good work
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this piece was good, the flow was str8, i liked the concept and how u went about it, i just think you should have put a little more emotion in the words you chose, but other than that, this piece was good, keep writing
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