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Trading my tomorrows

The things in life that cost me most are the things that came for free.
And what I thought I was,
Was not what I would be.
And what I thought I was looking for
Was not what I could see.
And every time I got close
I threw it all away.
And the price of that keeps going up
It's more than I can pay.
So I keep trading my tomorrows
To forget my yesterdays.
And every time I get close
I throw it all away.
And I know I'm gonna do it
But don't know what makes me this way.
And every time I get close 
I know I've got to pay.
And every time it changes
It always stays the same.
I couldn't wait when I was young
To get away from home
I've spent the rest of my life wishing
That I had never gone.
Chasing my regrets
They're dragging me along.
Willingly unwilling
To forget and just move on.
Driven by the things 
That keep me all alone.
Taking comfort in the pain
Knowing every time that I get close
I'll throw it all away.
And I know I'm gonna do it
But don't know what makes me this way.
Like a secret life has kept from me
To dry me with the rain.
Drinking life like it was whiskey
And chasing it with pain.
And the things that cost the most
Are the things I got for free.
And the ones I need the most 
Are the ones I throw away.
And I know I'm gonna do it
But don't know what makes me this way.
I just keep trading my tomorrows
To forget my yesterdays.
And there's not enough days ahead 
To pay for the days pre-spent.
That prize I've chased in life
I just don't know where it went.
And the things that I've loved most
Are the things that came for free.
And the ones that I need most 
Are the ones I throw away.
And I know I'm gonna do it
But don't know what makes me this way
And the love that cost the most
Is the love I'll throw away
And what was given to me free
Had a price I wouldn't pay. 

Copyright © | Year Posted 2014




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Date: 8/1/2015 1:43:00 PM
How valuable is hindsight. The value systems we have later in life are too late for the follies of youth and the opportunities of youth are too early for the wisdom of age. Ain't life crap sometimes. Kind regards, Ian
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Date: 7/31/2015 8:34:00 AM
Hi KELLY.. Your fabulous write is featured this week on the Soup homepage.. Huge congrats and the tip of my hat! -LYRIC
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Date: 2/27/2014 2:56:00 PM
such words of wisdom here
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Date: 2/11/2014 8:19:00 AM
"And the things that I've loved most Are the things that came for free. And the ones that I need most Are the ones I throw away." A good poem with a strong moral essence. Yes there is a price for everything. But one must be ambitious in life and do not allow fear to captivate the mind. One must use strong willpower to fight back.
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Kelly Crenshaw
Date: 1/11/2015 3:23:00 PM
Thnx for the kind words. After months and months I finally wrote another one called Felix. Check it out.
Date: 2/8/2014 12:24:00 AM
Fantastic rhymin muse of poetic paradoxes and opposites. Thoughtprovoking poem and charged with creativity. Pls review my latest poem too.
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Date: 2/7/2014 5:43:00 PM
WOW! This Kelly - I do believe is a Master Piece. The Things that we get free are the ones that cost the most.. I really enjoyed this poem. Thanks for sharing. I will be reading more... Lucilla
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Kelly Crenshaw
Date: 1/11/2015 3:25:00 PM
Thnx for the kind words. After months and months I finally wrote another one called Felix. Check it out.
Date: 2/7/2014 2:56:00 AM
Living in a paradox, better than living in a box...I like your honesty...great poem
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Date: 2/6/2014 9:43:00 AM
A wonderful write Kelly, coming right from the heart.
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Kelly Crenshaw
Date: 1/11/2015 3:26:00 PM
Thnx for the kind words. After months and months I finally wrote another one called Felix. Check it out