The mind is our mystery, but full knowledge is there.
The aching in the world leaves my soul impaired.
I walk through the mist of my unforgetable past.
The people I love are moving too fast.
They're leaving me quickly, but life goes on.
One day they're here, the next day they're gone.
Life is ageless, but age grows upon.
Mae.B
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 10:19 AM UTC
The mind is our mystery, but full knowledge is there.
The aching in the world leaves my soul impaired.
I walk through the mist of my unforgetable past.
The people I love are moving too fast.
They're leaving me quickly, but life goes on.
One day they're here, the next day they're gone.
Life is ageless, but age grows upon.
Mae.B
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