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#wastedtime
Too much emotion Too much time For uninterested people Too much feelings Too much love For an ungrateful person The past will not come back And you cannot force one's love Is it about time, To let go of the past? How about this time, We choose a different path?
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Oct 21, 2023
Oct 21, 2023 at 9:12 PM UTC
What's Next?
Life passes quickly, I hear the wasted time bark -- like dogs in the night.
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Jun 23, 2023
Jun 23, 2023 at 3:40 AM UTC
[ Life passes quickly ]
dear lost damaged goods the next time u come my way, remember how last time u acted foolish and karma made u pay dear lost and damaged goods next time u get into anther pretendership remember sometimes big ***** women cheat and lie too dear lost damaged goods please remember that when u speak those negative words to her they will be repeated to your daughter and future granddaughters dear lost and damaged goods remember she only wanted ur time and loyalty so when ur with the next chick left feeling sick and blue  remember.... her the one u over looked who wanted nothing more than ur friendship first pure and true dear lost and damaged goods remember she was hurt multiple times to but never once did she ever deceive you dear lost damaged goods next time u god places u before another queen like me bow down let her know the real you! Damaged broken man
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Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 7:25 PM UTC
Lost damaged goods
The pain was there to stay So she took the drugs to make it go away The shadows danced and played As on her bed she laid There will always be a price to be paid When numbness was what she carved There she sets with her head down in her hands Life sure didn't turn out like she planned The autumn leaves have got her thinking This life of hers doesn't have much meaning She never thought she would be alone this far down the line This life of hers feels more like a crime All her friends have come and gone It all just felt so wrong I know the thought that is running through her mind She's afraid it's all been wasted time
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May 13, 2016
May 13, 2016 at 10:30 AM UTC
Wasted Time
The pain was there to stay So she took the drugs to make it go away The shadows danced and played As on her bed she laid There will always be a price to be paid When numbness was what she carved There she sets with her head down in her hands Life sure didn't turn out like she planned The autumn leaves have got her thinking This life of hers doesn't have much meaning She never thought she would be alone this far down the line This life of hers feels more like a crime All her friends have come and gone It all just felt so wrong I know the thought that is running through her mind She's afraid it's all been wasted time
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May 9, 2016
May 9, 2016 at 1:52 PM UTC
Wasted Time
The pain was there to stay So she took the drugs to make it go away The shadows danced and played As on her bed she laid There will always be a price to be paid When numbness was what she carved There she sets with her head down in her hands Life sure didn't turn out like she planned The autumn leaves have got her thinking This life of hers doesn't have much meaning She never thought she would be alone this far down the line This life of hers feels more like a crime All her friends have come and gone It all just felt so wrong I know the thought that is running through her mind She's afraid it's all been wasted time
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Jan 31, 2016
Jan 31, 2016 at 11:18 AM UTC
Wasted Time
Open your eyes and see Don't fade away, don't fade away Breathe in the air and be Everything, everything Wake up and hold your dreams Don't let them stay, don't let them stay Hiddin within your sleep Don't sail away, don't sail away Into the shinning sea Call out your name, too far away I only hope you see Behind the line, behind the lines Oh now woh is me I've wasted my time, wasted my time
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Dec 29, 2015
Dec 29, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC
Dream Catcher
Tiny moving parts, A spirit of synchronicity That I had ruminated on: How it starts, And they stop Wrought of genius And simplicity The dawn and fall of humankind All seated on a wrist Swinging forward and behind In whose fate The hands so twist. Dusting charcoal from glitt’ring grin Mocking in a single prayer Each second, loud And growing gayer Penitence for that second’s sin For blank, so empty The vessel sat Covered, not covering, In the grayish-black Wasted time in unused power The watch but looks away Meager, sour Persistent still ‘Till wakened by the rested hour Where dawn illumes The hideous sight: a failure A void in Dis’ sweet hall God’s hand stained in graphite And no grace upon creation Did any of it fall.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 8:36 AM UTC
Tiny Moving Parts