In Time

Looking back through time shaved eyes I am blessed by these corridors of memory otherwise hollow should you not be present epic torture of a miniscule life only room for so many kings return my love on the power of thought fleeting though it was it was I lose myself in the open valley and rolling hills on this daybreak drive and I am there with you in those precious days when our love burned through the boundaries of time

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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