Revisited
Runnin' away from the midst of madness..We battle the spirits inside for they shadow darkness
Life throws itself in the crust of the heart
..Feelin's cast a doubt throwin' people apart
Amazin' is the feelin' of true content
.. For it comes without any false intent
We look at the clock and try to picture time past
..Little do we realize the value of moments that could 've last
Count nor your friends or enemies for they mean nothin'
..Wake up and blend yourself into life and stop dreamin'
Payin' still some dues in gettin' thru life
T'was when we realize to awake n stop cuttin' the knife
Ray Gonsalves
Poetry by Ray Gonsalves
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Written on 2009-04-27 at 05:22
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