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by emILY Oct 10, 2009 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
I forget the length of time I spend, To every broken heart I lend. Forgotten are the times I see, What everybody sees in me. I know love is a place in time, Someday Ill find it; call it mine. Forgetful is someone I know, And time is everything we sew. With every thread of life I break, Its my future thats at stake.
by Midnight Sky
Good job on this one