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Feb 2014
To believe that life will stand still when you do
would be a foolish thought
but one can only hope for such a reality
to hide the guilt of wasting precious time
In order to save a few minutes
to curl up on your bed and think
cry
or long for past events to change

We thrive on the hope that somehow
our future actions will atone for our past errors
By any chance we realize the truth
We hope
and god, do we ever hope
that life will slow down long enough for us
to pick ourselves up and try again
should we ever be so lucky
Written by
SM  Ontario
(Ontario)   
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