It's Not To Late, It's Never Too Late.A Poem by SydneyLynnIt's Not To Late, It's Never Too Late. I’m broken down, my body shaking. So cold, and so scared, my head was aching. Anguish, despair, sorrow and yearning, In the end I’m always learning; It’s not too late, It’s never too late.
Find in me trust and faith. Hand and hand our fingers are laced. I look into your beautiful face, You tell me, don’t give up, Don’t lose hope, Someway we’ll find a way to cope. Anguish, despair, sorrow and yearning, In the end I’m always learning, It’s not too late, It’s never too late. © 2012 SydneyLynnAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorSydneyLynnMNAboutSYDNEY. 16. MINNESOTA. I am really sassy and i like to dye my hair a lot -- At the moment it's green. I run three blogs that have nothing to do with writing which sounds odd because when people ask me.. more..Writing
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