love
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Time has no meaning It’s just a concept A construct of mind Created by man Nature has no boundaries To tie itself down It does not feel the need to confine Itself withing time Restraints It’s not racing the clock Humanity is guilty of this And stands in the dock Guilty of wasting it’s life …
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The mind is like a maze sometimes trying hard to find, the answers to the questions that will define our lives, our beings and our very existence but we have keep going, keep up the persistence because everything we are and what we do, is created deep within side of you and the answers, are…
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He festers And he pesters And drinks on The blood of life, Screams, Shouts Wails, He does this all The time to no avail. Sitting in his Kingdom of blood And yet this is not enough Screams Shouts Wails Yet the only Ones who hear him Are those who Are the same As him deprived…
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She was pretty in pink the perfect girl, she had it all going on and intelligent as well, as beautiful as you have ever seen always happy and always smiling, benevolent and compassionate in every way caring and sharing each and every day, would light up a room when ever she entered I could go…