Held in the pastA Poem by mendedwords
Life is
Fleeting, failing, loving In the hands of the maker given to the hands of the holder Rushed, embraced, held like no other. On tomorrow's plaque, on yesterday's back burner Changed, controlled, manipulated with consequence. Solved with no sum, Subtracted but not without addition. © 2013 mendedwords |
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Added on October 16, 2013 Last Updated on October 16, 2013 Author
mendedwordsVandalia, OHAboutI am a recent college grad who has developed a passion for writing over the past few years, my goal is to find out who I am as a writer and to one day have my poetry published. more..Writing
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