everything
everything begins to slow the words the names the memories glow not too long ago it seems you became the savior in my dreams a life less full than most would hope a child's new life a means to cope I watched you grow as I grew old I watched your life like a dream unfold from your very first step to my very last thought you were everything
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Deckard
I began writing poetry when I was a teenager and it truly saved me from a destructive path. 'Time Heals' will be on my grave stone'. I have 3 incredible kids who are the greatest gifts that God has given me. If I have advice to give to aspiring...
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