LifeA Poem by speakingcolorsIt's time It's time It's time for me to arrive
It's mine It's mine It's mine the choice to be
It's fine It's fine It's fine the world of me
It's prime It's prime It's prime the moment of change
It's time It's time It's time for me to go © 2008 speakingcolors |
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Added on April 26, 2008 Author
speakingcolorssomewhere outside looking in, PAAboutpoet/songwriter/author sometimes I feel so much it hurts. i have all these thoughts running through my head, little segments of a whole that i can't see. most of them never get put down in writ.. more..Writing
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