poemranker ::Time by berdabear

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Free verse № 155136

Time

Member since 2004 · Posted 10 Apr 2008 · 0 comments

Reflection on troubles I left behind, of those I've yet to see. Cry for changes I could not control, and those for which I'm to blame. I turned my eyes forward in search of a change I really need, but never turned my heart on what I left behind. Accepted changes I cannot control, took responsibility for where I'm to blame. Reflection on memories of the changes I found, excited for those I've yet to see.

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