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Return to time
Contributed by
Naijerana
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Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 05:58:56 AM in AEST
Topic:
DarkPoetry
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Time
Time to despair
Time to hope
And time
To let go
Yet for every single moment
Time is different
You need to go somewhere
However you are already a bit late
Time is haste
And accidence can happen
When you are, just staring at one point
Time is slow
Boredom is al around
And sometimes alone at home
You want some excitement
And one can do foolish things
Like a knife thrower is bored
Waiting until the circus opens
And so because time is slow
He might grabs his knifes
Put them very fast between his fingers
He might loose n finger or two
But at times like that one
Does not care what one does
Though still the choice was his
Yet the cause is Time
And time is something
We do not control
We do not dominate it
But we want to
Just like we want to dominate nature
Though there are already people
Controlling them
Mother Nature and father Time
And the same time
Time helps us
For there is an time to live
And an time to die
And the last one helps us to live
In our short lives
For we all know there will come an time
We will die
That is the reason
We are trying to truly live our lifes
So in our lifes
We have fun, love, sports and much more
When in death, we can think
What we did in our lives
And learn of the mistakes we
Made in our lifes
And when the time is right we will
Return to time
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Naijerana
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2005-04-08 05:58:56]
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Re: Return to time
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by Sinned on
Friday, 8th April 2005 @ 06:34:12 AM AEST
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This poem you put under dark poetry,but I feel uplifted when I read it.
Yes there is a time for everything.
A time to be born.
A time to die.
Eternity with satan.
Eternity with Christ.
For in death we come alive.
Good poem.
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