Life
Life is but an empty dream
For the soul is dead as it meets
And things are not what they seem.......
We live our lives 'trying to get what we want
Only to be crused by lovers and friends
It's just so difficult in times like these
When a deafening stillness fills the room
And no more words are to be found in a soul
As the storm ripped away atructers
And left battered memories behind
As time stood still
I begun to realize....
Begun to realize that life
Life leave behind us footprints on the sands of time
As it goes on and on and on........
Copyright © Stacy Mitchell | Year Posted 2012
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