Echoe's of the past remind,
I am not scared to look behind,
But future is so precious to me,
The here the now the all i can be,
Sunsets of despair now erased,
I embrace the coming days,
Not rose coloured but clear,
I see all now you are here.
Apr 23, 2012
Apr 23, 2012 at 8:10 AM UTC
Echoe's of the past remind,
I am not scared to look behind,
But future is so precious to me,
The here the now the all i can be,
Sunsets of despair now erased,
I embrace the coming days,
Not rose coloured but clear,
I see all now you are here.
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