The PastA 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 AuthorDream_onEast Orange, NJAboutJust another black male from East Orange here to put my thoughts on paper. more..Writing
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