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Author Name: Freesophnibbs9 0 Comments
Date Added: August 01, 2010 23:08:14 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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There is nothing more endless than time.
They say this life is supposed to be lived out in one's prime.
When your behind bars all you have is time.
If you stick it out in the long run they say you will be fine.
The minutes tick by like an hourglass forever flowing.
Pain and silence always in the dark without anyone knowing.
Secrets kept over the years still harbored in one's mind.
Most people don't what to see this so they act as if they are blind.
Friendships being held onto without any reason why.
The only thing you were taught is that you always have to try.
Lies and anger held onto in a person's heart.
Lost forever in this life without knowing where to start.
Ignorance feels like bliss till the truth is finally told.
The people who were supposed to be their finally stop caring and in return you're left with nothing but, the feeling of an empty lifeless house-hold.
Families start to forget where they came from.
We watch them on T.V. in the never ending sitcom.
Ideals and hopes over time become so faded and gray.
You wonder what's left in this life that's making you stay.
This love so many speak of and yet only a handful have actually experienced.
That love has now been shut out and silenced.
Mothers telling their daughters what is to be expected of them when they get older.
The truth is, when the time comes you won't have that shoulder.
Tears stream down everyone's face from the violence seen on every street.
No one is changing anything, so why are we so suprised when those actions finally repeat?
The only thing we have in life is time.
It will be wasted if it is spent only on crime.
We won't be able to get those seconds back.
Make all those good memories before everything turns to nothing but, black.
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