Every how is a battle,
Every day was a war,
But times found peace sence we've meet,
Now,
Everyday is a blessing,
Every hour is a gift,
Sealed with a kiss,
He grads my hand,
And time gose fast,
It seems that time just won't last,
And my past is in the past,
We dwell on the present,
And wonder the future,
We don't care,
As Long as it's together
7/26/15
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Life Of Poems
PoetryThrew dark and deep I've alwaysed wrote poetry and hers a insight.
