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Creative Corner => Poetic Souls => Topic started by: TSAV PIB PIB on September 02, 2015, 09:32:16 PM
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I think of you from time to time.
When seasons roll over and years fly by.
I count each time I pass by that bus station
The one that's closed now due to a situation.
My what if come to front of my mind
And wish so desperately to be able to turn back the clock of time
I think how happy you would have been if you were able to grasp the future
To be able to see of the beautiful and the wonders
I will forever have my regret
That I couldn't give to you my very best
Wisdom does grow with age
My only disappointment is that it came just too late
I should have held onto you tighter
And should have been a better fighter
But I was weak and I was dumb
I couldn't give you all you needed and then some
Now you are just a memory I hold dear to my heart
And forever be apologetic for allowing you to depart
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I think of you from time to time.
When seasons roll over and years fly by.
I count each time I pass by that bus station
The one that's closed now due to a situation.
My what if come to front of my mind
And wish so desperately to be able to turn back the clock of time
I think how happy you would have been if you were able to grasp the future
To be able to see of the beautiful and the wonders
I will forever have my regret
That I couldn't give to you my very best
Wisdom does grow with age
My only disappointment is that it came just too late
I should have held onto you tighter
And should have been a better fighter
But I was weak and I was dumb
I couldn't give you all you needed and then some
Now you are just a memory I hold dear to my heart
And forever be apologetic for allowing you to depart
*Nice, it touches my heart. *tears
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thanks