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Life's Too Short to Play the Game

by wolfgirl

I don't understand How a calendar page Can affect the way I perceive these days Senior year's halfway done And finally some sun Has broken through the haze I thought that any Amount of time Would be too long If I couldn't move on It seems that nothing's wrong The pain is gone With little noise I've lived the worst I've built my raft I'm gonna float away With four words to say Before the end of May After a lot more gray "Let the time flow" Maybe I can go Through the motions Of normal life Waiting for paradise What do I hope to find I could maybe be blind And fade away But I'm made more real When I stop to feel Don't pretend to live life When I need to heal Work through these feelings The way I see things Just let the time go And everything it brings I'm on my own schedule Even though I'm in school If you want me to work Know I'm a broken tool It might take months I might not be the same In fact I feel the change Adding emotions to my range Now where's the pain I know it's not in vain If it returns.
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Written by
wolfgirl
American
Published
Jan 7, 2014
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