Time elapses so quickly.
Like the time between
A baby’s first smile
And the day you give
Her hand to another
Who loves her as much
As you do, with all they have.
Time isn’t there for us
To question or measure.
It is given as a way
To measure our lives.
What we’ve done,
who we’ve shared
our souls and hearts with.
Time like life and love
are over so quickly.
Take time to love,
Love to take time before
there’s nothing to be measured.
Lighting the darkness
Life and love through all eyes,
Dreams of life drifting by us,
Life without love,
Love without life,
The beauty of the two
Is priceless together.
Like the moon and the stars
They need each other
To share the sky
In the darkest of times.
To lead the way for all.
Glaring up at that one
Finding those dreams of life
With such life in it
That it alone could
Light up the night sky
In a unique or symbolic value rejoice,
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Both Disney and color.
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I Refuse To Go Down
You know, looking back on my life; there is over a million things,
That you would think I would of wanted to change.
But now that I look back on it,
I would not have changed one thing!
For I have learned the hard way,
That if I did not go through what I have,
I would not be who I am today!
If I had to go through all the abuse again,
Seeing all the blood and tears, I’d gladly do it again
I know alot of you must think I am insane,
But without the bad, you can’t have the good.
Everything I have been through,
Is the same as most serial killers have been through,
The only difference between me and them are,
I have a very strong willed soul.
I guess I refused to let my experiences get to me,
And twist me insane, rather I chose to become;
A stronger person inside!
Mortal AngelsThough my life this far hasn’t seen much grief,
It has sorrow.
As I look at myself thru others eyes,
In the mirror I see the sighs.
Life wearing on my soul as much as on the fine lines of my face.
It’s been said we all have angels.
If ever a mortal heard an angels voice
It would be in a garden in the cool of sunset.
It’s presence is clear like the mirrors,
Our lives have visions in them.
Some have angels watching over their shoulders
While taking a glimpse into the glare.
While others are left to stand alone
Taking in the view.
Swallowing down the deep sigh of life.
Letting it go as if they are mortal angels.