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Today
Contributed by
BlackAndWhite
on
Saturday, 10th January 2009 @ 12:46:21 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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It's funny, the way life is.
You never what will come,
Or blow away with the wind
What you thought was constant, your rock,
Is one day gone, one day forgotten.
And you can't even remember what it was, or how you lost it.
Sands of the hour glass fade as the time rolls past,
Breathing into you new life, and sucking it out just as fast.
We're all walking dust.
Just as the dawn comes, so does the dusk.
And we fade into memory, echoes of forgotten ghosts.
So what we do now is what matters most.
Tomorrow may never come, so don't let today go.
Copyright ©
BlackAndWhite
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2009-01-10 12:46:21]
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Re: Today
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by Mars on
Saturday, 10th January 2009 @ 10:33:43 PM AEST
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We may never truly grasp that we are all just dust in the wind. Never having the chance to leave a footprint, always searching for a reason of our existince. My, this is a very inspirational subject. This truly gives someone a great mindset for despiration...
Good write =P. |
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