The Past

The Past

A Poem by Dream_on

Why does the past haunt you
When did it die who knew
If you could talk to the past what would you say
Would you ask why is your life this way

Would you ask where did it all go wrong
Or where has the past been all long
But no one wants to talk to the past
They just hope today seems to last

The past has many lessons to teach
Some bitter and some sweet like a peach
The past is something we must all learn to accept
Cause the past came and went while we all slept.

© 2015 Dream_on


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Added on March 29, 2015
Last Updated on March 29, 2015

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Dream_on
Dream_on

East Orange, NJ



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Just another black male from East Orange here to put my thoughts on paper. more..

Writing
Time takes Time takes

A Poem by Dream_on