I Had Time...
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Last published Fri, Mar 14, 2014
Tears, they burn your heart, they show your pain. No one else understands them, no one can stop them. Only you. My heart was ash, my soul was dust and yet I lived on, I lived on because I still had tears to shed and I still had a mind that was lost in time. Someone gave me another chance, whether it was the love of the lord or if it was just as magic as humanities creation.
I had time and that's all I needed.
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