TimeA Poem by cooncomemasiNo refundsWe're all running out of it Start living like you give a s*** On purpose Deeply, Not just the surface A sense of urgency Death is a certainty What you do with life is up to you Think it through Ready, set, go The outcome is something you don't have to know Analysis is paralysis Make moves Life is something you choose Risk it Get that biscuit What have you got to lose? Except this opportunity Doing nothing is a choice as well How many times will you choose nothing? Til you learn That life is slipping through your hands You can't get those moments back Live like it's your last Forget the past Have a blast © 2017 cooncomemasi |
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