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Array ( [sid] => 66564 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Time [time] => 2004-10-08 03:53:06 [hometext] => This is so not about me it's almost funny. I'm in a very, lets write about people that aren't me! mood. I like this poem...not my best but still. [bodytext] => It always scares me how everything changes
However, nothing ever seems to be different.
With age, all you have done if grow older,
I can still see the boy from 10 years go,
So scared and insecure.

However, you were so different as well.
All those wishes and dreams I could see before
Were just gone, washed away by time.
You still smiled widely and laughed loudly,
But the truth of those actions was gone.

I cannot stand the things time does to you.
Your sweet innocence and dreams of the future
Were the things that drew me to you.

I can still see you, the you I knew before
The you I spent those days with looking at the sky,
When I saw you there in the bar
I just wanted to drag you back to that roof
And tell you to make a wish, just like before.

The best I can do is just walk away.
Let time do its thing.
There is nothing I can do to bring us back to that time,
But just know that I will always think of you that way
And wish time could stop and we could always be together,
10 years ago on that roof forever.
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Time

Contributed by SlimStaple on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 03:53:06 AM in AEST
Topic: LoveRemembered



It always scares me how everything changes
However, nothing ever seems to be different.
With age, all you have done if grow older,
I can still see the boy from 10 years go,
So scared and insecure.

However, you were so different as well.
All those wishes and dreams I could see before
Were just gone, washed away by time.
You still smiled widely and laughed loudly,
But the truth of those actions was gone.

I cannot stand the things time does to you.
Your sweet innocence and dreams of the future
Were the things that drew me to you.

I can still see you, the you I knew before
The you I spent those days with looking at the sky,
When I saw you there in the bar
I just wanted to drag you back to that roof
And tell you to make a wish, just like before.

The best I can do is just walk away.
Let time do its thing.
There is nothing I can do to bring us back to that time,
But just know that I will always think of you that way
And wish time could stop and we could always be together,
10 years ago on that roof forever.




Copyright © SlimStaple ... [ 2004-10-08 03:53:06]
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Re: Time (User Rating: 1 )
by inoc on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 04:13:49 AM AEST
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a good write -neverless not about you
I enjoyed the read
cheers!~


Re: Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Tanmaya on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 05:14:20 AM AEST
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I guess that's what good poets are blessed with- the gift of imagination, to be able to feel and know something you might not have actually experienced.
This has a rare sensitivity and depth.
I found it touching
and very meaningful.


Re: Time (User Rating: 1 )
by carmen_queasy on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 10:56:43 AM AEST
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Great poem =)


Re: Time (User Rating: 1 )
by Remy on Friday, 8th October 2004 @ 11:39:43 PM AEST
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liar!! of course it's about you!! lol, had to... this is pretty, very pretty. reminiscient of good times, love it!

-smelly_man!




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