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Eternal Sigh
Time is for dying
Never for living
Time is for taking
Never forgiving
Time is forever
whenever that'll be
Time is trapped
Inside you and me.
Time is lying
To everyone
Time is crying
It's almost gone
Time is precious
But only holds pain
Time continues
Again and again.
Time is ticking
without a sound
Time is decreasing
It's never unwound
Time is fading
Away into space
Time is moving
Sliding over my face,
Time is such a waste.
Mark Hopwood
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time
Time brings us all to heal
Time takes the strength from the strong
Time takes the youth from the young
Time makes the seed a tree
Time makes a rain dropp a sea
Time builds mountains from grains of sand
Time creates the people that are you and I
Time is more than a moment, longer than all life times.
Time worth more than any riches
Time ticks in seconds but rushes past us in years
Time is unstoppable so use your time with vision and wisdom dont waste on down and doom
lindsay Dougherty
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good and bad
Good times are when you are happy all the time
Good times are when you laugh and have fun
Good times are when you meet somebody special
Good times are when you get something that you always wanted
Good times are when you get money to buy what you want
Good times are things that you enjoy
Bad times are when you have bad luck all the time
Bad times are when you lose a lot of things
Bad times are when you and your lover break up
Bad times are when you lose money and your house
Bad times are when you get bad grades a lot
michel robsin
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Time
Time has come and time has gone
Stolen times and times of song
Intense pleasure and Intense pain
Time has yielded us time and again
Time is fragile and has merely revealed
That more time is needed before we are healed
And so,
Time will ebb and time will flow
Time will tell and in time well know
This love was destined, this love was due
For time means nothing
without you.
Lucinda Louise
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