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Monday, October 13, 2008

Time

Time is gentle it moves with the wind,

bringing up the memories of when you kissed me and we were hand and hand

flashes of when we touch play back in my mind every night you are not here

Time is priceless it goes by fast when you are not near,

time is precious and it passes by every second, minute, hour , and day

It became my worst enemy time kept you away

is it that you are too busy for me, did time tell you I was not the one,

are you spending time with someone new, or are you with your friends having fun

too much time has passed and I am still left with no clues, time is messed up it kept me from you

our time is up now , tell me what to do

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