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i tried to tell the time but he said he wasn’t mine there’s a fine line between lust and love i think it’s silver lined   at times triggers can be unkind but i out talk the thoughts that lead me to you we can’t go back and change the pictures that we drew time is merely a concept but what else have we to measure our experiences by? the lies we tried to hide and the smiles we tried to keep tucked inside time is like the wind and we can’t see what it may do but one day we’ll see how everything is different all the things which we’ve perceived will equal up to the things we outgrew the days pass by within a blink and things change without the time to think time is but a man made construct but if we treat time as though it won’t pass by we’ll be left with broken answers and pockets full of why as i get older i cherish every moment even if it’s not the sweetest second of bliss i’ll look back and remember i conquered the unimaginable then life and death will kiss
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 9:01 AM UTC
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i tried to tell the time but he said he wasn’t mine there’s a fine line between lust and love i think it’s silver lined   at times triggers can be unkind but i out talk the thoughts that lead me to you we can’t go back and change the pictures that we drew time is merely a concept but what else have we to measure our experiences by? the lies we tried to hide and the smiles we tried to keep tucked inside time is like the wind and we can’t see what it may do but one day we’ll see how everything is different all the things which we’ve perceived will equal up to the things we outgrew the days pass by within a blink and things change without the time to think time is but a man made construct but if we treat time as though it won’t pass by we’ll be left with broken answers and pockets full of why as i get older i cherish every moment even if it’s not the sweetest second of bliss i’ll look back and remember i conquered the unimaginable then life and death will kiss
nnebula
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May 30, 2019
May 30, 2019 at 9:01 AM UTC
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