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A mirror I gaze into
a reflection of me, More lines on my face then I care to see. Memories of happier times do abound, But now endless days pass much faster I've found. The clock continues ticking dare I look away? To glance up at midnight would end another day. Just remembering the children that follow behind, They are the seeds for the future of mankind. And these lines on my face only prove that I've spent, My past making memories as God only meant. John |
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Very nice.
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Very nice. |
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Well done John...Sweet, soft, sad...
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Well done John...Sweet, soft, sad... |
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Cool poem; can really relate to the thoughts.
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Cool poem; can really relate to the thoughts. |
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Jonny
Didn't seem dark to me |
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Jonny Didn't seem dark to me |
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Jonny Didn't seem dark to me I get that yes. I try not to think about the past. Theres nothing I can do to change it now. [[[[[Jonny]]]]] |
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